Marisa had already cooked the Naples bean soup for me. I was already delighted at the thought, tired as I was.***Sonia B. got back home with her heart...beating fast. In church, she had shocked all friends, boggling them. She wouldn't have taken part in the usual thursday Buraco game, she "was busy"! As she closedthe door, she could still feel the jealous stares of those bigots. She smiled, she was radiant: Sonia really was busy!With a light kick, she pushed Minù out of the way badly, and the. “Sir, yes Sir.” I respond.So, I'm rigged up now, hanging in mid air about 5 feet off the ground at mouth to crotch level with Daddy. He likes suspending us higher he says, because of his height and the fact that he can raise and lower us at his will. But when he does lower us, we know that we are in for a special treat. With his left hand he flicks on the hand held massager. “Do you want this, baby girl?” he teases, flicking it off again. I sigh in exasperation his right hand brushing my taut. Of course Chicagoans are no wimps where it comes to a little snow. Jessica hardly left my side the entire evening. She introduced me as "my dear friend Matt." I had no idea who most of these people were. They certainly represented the moneyed class considering the fur coats that came through the door and the jewelry on most of the women and their couture dresses, or the skimpy cloth that passed for a dress on a number of trophy wives."Stop drooling, my Love ... they're not real..."Jessica,. But this problem, has now been terminated by their speedy and self imposed departure! Lord Vattenhaul has assumed that he, with his wealth money and power, can easily hire another crew! His Yacht requires at least a four man crew, and because he is a cheap bastard has quickly interviewed and hired an all black Captain and crew! One of questionable character, that is unsavory, and quite an unkempt looking bunch of louts! He is satisfied though that they have the ability, and at least enough.