Meanwhile, Sam had slipped out of her dress and sat legs parted finger fucking herself. Kay’s twat was already tingling with little ripples of pleas...re along her vagina as she called Mick over, get your lovely knob up here, but gently, she said spreading her twat lips, Micks cock already glistening with more precome. Mick obliged, Kay knowing from the pulsating of his cock that it wouldn’t be long before he came, his shaft swollen with the spunk she wanted. She slowly and expertly ground her. “What’s going on?” she asked.“Michelle decided to leave the monastery. I promised if she ever did that, I’d make sure she’d get home.”“She’s going home?”Before I could answer, Birgit was at my feet demanding a hug and kiss. I picked her up and kissed her forehead. She kissed my cheek and I hugged her and put her down. The other kids had come over by then, and as I hugged and kissed them, Birgit went over to Michelle.“You came back!” Birgit said.“Yes,” Michelle replied, crouching to receive. Grace took over from about nine til eleven, and I did the night watch from about eleven until around six, though Evvie was apt to wake early and take over from any time after four, letting me got to the arms of my wife, who would embrace me without really waking.Much later, Grace would tell me how hard it was for her to leave our bed in the mornings, but she would slip out around seven. We told Evvie how to lock the wheel so she could rest a little, reassuring her that a few degrees off course. The locals won’t mind.”“Why here?”“You need a vacation,” Seven said. She discombobulated. “We do too.”The seven in one looked like they did in Australia ... like they had spent weeks on the nude beaches of Perth ... tan, fit and ready to party.“Listen to that,” said Two.Faint and wind borne, fading in and out with the breeze, was the summer music of Jamaica ... reggae.“Oh, good lord,” I said. “I love reggae. That sounds like UB 40. Who is that?”“Some local group,” Seven said. “We don’t have any.