”“Is she the only one?” Annette asked.“No, I have a brother as well, he’s right in the middle between us. Do you have siblings?”“No, and...my grandparents and cousins are in France.”“How many people live here?” Maria Cristina asked.“In St. Martin? About 30,000. That’s a lot more than when I was born, when it was around 10,000.”“And on the Dutch side?”“About the same, I think.”If the population had been so low when she was born, I could understand why she might have a limited number of friends -. I sat up on my elbow and looked at her. Although it was dark in the tent there was enough light to see. She lay on her back with one arm under me and the other to her side with her hand resting on her stomach. I stared at her body. Her breasts were glistening with small beads of sweat and her still hard nipples were poking up. My eyes moved down her flat belly and I could make out her protruding hip bones, a small patch of hair and the bulge of her pussy between them. I then rolled over so that. I had an idea,” he continues in a deep sexy voice. I moan softly, cursing at how easy it is for him to turn me on. “Go on,” I say seductively, knowing that I would always give him what he wants when he uses that voice. “I thought… that maybe you could do something for me while I am out…?” he whispers hotly into my ear. “And what would that be?” I ask, my breathing getting heavy. Jon pulls an arm back and pulls something out of his pocket, he drops it into my lap. Looking down, I realise. Shona and Chris had known each other for years and had seen each other regularly on Saturday afternoon at the Mall with the rest of the gang. In all that time no one had ever noticed even the faintest spark of interest between the two of a romantic nature. Jessie knew that that was about to change and it warmed her heart tremendously.“Oh, they will just make such a lovely couple” thought Jessie to herself. That thought of couples led to thoughts of marriage and babies which led to Jessie.