Pondering her choices she finally picked up her phone and rang the number.“Buenas tardes.”“Oh, I er, can you speak English?”“Yes I can.”�...Good, may I speak to señor Alvarez?”“Who shall I say is calling?”“Eva Calvert.”After a short pause, a man spoke,“Eva Calvert?”“Yes, that’s me.”“Good, thank you for calling me, I’m señor Alvarez and I’m administering your Aunt Betty’s estate. I am pleased to tell you that you are the main beneficiary of her will.”“ME, I hardly knew her, I last saw her at least. "When Jen opened her mouth, Natalie smothered her with her own, pinching and pulling the girl's tiny hard nub of flesh as she did so.Natalie had thoughts about girls before. She liked the way they looked, their rounded shoulders and slender necks, their large eyes and pretty mouths. She had kissed a few before, even touched a few. She had liked it. But nothing she had ever done had prepared her for this; of having a girl, a girl who obeyed, squirming in her arms, as she inhaling her squeal of. We both laughed.“Maybe separate showers huh? ... We might never get to dinner if we don’t” I suggested.Then a worried look came across her face “I didn’t come prepared to dine out”.I knew exactly what I needed to do.“If you trust me ... I will find you something to wear” I suggested.She gave me a puzzled look, but replied “Of course I trust my handsome lover”.“Come back here after your shower and I will have something special for you” I told her. Jena and I had a stash of “special” clothes that. Now.” Although God alone knew how he’d manage to release her if she called his bluff. Her incandescent eyes bored into his for endless heartbeats. It was now or never, she thought, one of those Carpe Diem moments a person is rarely, if ever, given in their entire life and before her reason could object, she opened her mouth slightly and brushed the sensitised skin of his thumb with the tip of her tongue. She saw his eyes widen briefly before he gently pushed his thumb past her lips to hook over.