" She smiled at Larissa. "And you've always been there for me ever since I met you."Larissa blushed and looked into her wine glass. I had to grin. I'd...never seen this self-styled "tough old broad" at such a loss for words.The scholarship fund started shaping up right away. Between them, Larissa, Frank and Latoya drew up the basic documents. I took a cursory look at them and was impressed. They seemed to have done their homework.On the weekends, Larissa became a fixture around the house. She and. I hmmm’d a bit, "No I really can’t, I need to be back in LA to get ready for the wedding". "Okay" she said, "It’s only your last moment of freedom, I guess you can make up for it after you’re married".That decided me. I phoned the airline. I phoned my fianc?Then I was fucked in the cunt, ass and mouth by 3 black men again and again until I could take no more, and then I was fucked again before we went out to a club... Part 2On the morning of my wedding I awoke with a new and strange feeling in. "Are you back home from your cruise?" Yes, we returned Thursday and put Rachel and her mother on a flight back to the US yesterday evening," Bianca replied. "Where are you now?" Oh, sitting in a plane at the airport in Leon," I said."You're here?" she asked. "What are you doing here?" A couple of friends and I are heading to Monte Carlo and I thought we would drop in and say hello," I replied. "That is, if it's not too much of a bother?" Of course not, you're always welcome here," Bianca. She drew out the chair next to mine and took her place. The usual introductions seemed superfluous. For a few moments, we simply sat in silence. I put my book away and looked at this composed, determined girl, who seemed so fragile and so strong. She looked very different from the picture on Lucy’s desk. The joyous laughter was not there, though I could see that joyfulness was more natural to her than the sombreness that filled her now. And she was much more beautiful than I had expected. She.