The temperature felt right so she got in the tub and slowly sank into with water, lying there with only her head above the water and relaxed. The scen...ed oils she'd already put in the waters washed her body and made her feel so much better.Thirty minutes later she was fully dressed in her 'relaxing' clothes, a pair of linen slacks a loose blouse and her favorite tennis shoes. She sat at the kitchen table and drank her coffee and read the morning paper. The only thing she had to do today was. Ragetti looked in awe at the moisture coating Calypso's thighs. She smiled at his quiet determination and waited for his next move. He looked about the grotto with an inquiring eye. She did not have to follow Fabrizio's gaze to know where it lay, and he regarded her in newfound intensity. "I'm takin' you there," Fabrizio said decisively.Calypso was sure she had not imagined his smirk when she stuttered her agreement. But as it was, Fabrizio's expression was hidden when he made to stand.His. Not that us kids were even worried really, I don't think. People just appeared and disappeared as far as we were concerned back then.Although we probably missed the ice-cream and sweets that the first Mrs. Arnold used to buy us all the time. Er, us kids had liked the First Mrs. Arnold, as you might guess.But amongst the adults locally -- who only discussed such things when they thought that children weren't listening, couldn't hear them or wouldn't understand anyway – the consensus of opinion. She kissed him once more but then she handed him something. He looked in his hand–it was the $500.00! "What's this?" he asked."William darling, I know we agreed to 500 for the weekend, but that was when you were a customer. You never once treated me like this was a business deal. You treated me... well, I want you to keep your money, sweetheart. "Please keep it. For me. I wouldn't feel right taking it from you now. Please, you haven't treated me like a whore yet, please don't start now," she.