We read the books. We watched the videos. We weren’t a bit concerned. And our doctor was quite satisfied with the progress of our pregnancies. We we...t through the process, the dilations becoming greater as the frequency of contractions increased, just as all mothers go through the process. Andrew was looking at the clock, calculating the amount of time gone by in his precious ball game. But time passed, we were suffering just a bit. One should suffer a bit during these times. It makes the. Yolanda had the shrimp cocktail and the Coachman salad. We each had a beer. After dinner, we drove back to the Idanha Hotel. I canceled my room and just went up with Yolanda.I was very tired from traveling and didn't want to do all the work with being her master, so I told her to get naked and get in bed. It was cool outside, but no snow was on the ground. I got undressed and climbed in the bed with her. I kissed her and felt up her tits. I played with her nipples as we made out. After. " Her exotically accented English wafted across the few feet of sand separating us.Who was I to argue? "Uh, yeah! Thanks!"'You're so smooth!' I chastised myself as I handed her the tube of waterproof sunblock."North American?" she asked, as her nimble fingers spread the lotion on the spots that I'd missed."Uh, yeah. How'd you know?" I was really being suave today!She showed me the label on the sunblock I'd brought with me without speaking. Of course."Are you from around here?" I asked"I've. Is he terrible to you?MELODY: No. He's great. Well most of the time. But he really wanted me to be an artist. When I tried to explain that art and design were compatible and that my chosen medium was fabric, he said that was a trade and if I was determined that was what I wanted to do, he at least wanted me to have a rounded art education so I would have something to fall back on.aroslav: That sounds backwards. Don't parents usually want their artistic kids to have a trade to fall back.