Sort of. I can understand it pretty well, but only if the person I am talking to talks slowly, She laughs. But its such a romantic language. She picks...up the pebble again and starts bouncing it. Can you understand me? I ask in Italian, speaking slowly and rolling each word around in my mouth before saying it. She laughes again, such a sweet, innocent laugh. Si, Senor. I can understand you, she says in Italian. We carry on like this for a while, me asking simple questions and getting simple. She was no slouch when it came to finances, and soon hadeverything clear in her mind. "So shall we pay off another ?10k to keepthe bank happy? Would you like that Alice?" Alan scowled. "Please don'tcall me Alice, and yes it would be great to pay off another ?10k." Well, why would I do that, when you are so grumpy about your name. Nowtell me what I should call you, and I might transfer some money." Hesighed, and paused. She had him over a barrel. "Call me Alice if youlike, but please pay in the. 'Now', he would say, the signal for me to pull my panties open and for his to hit my pubis, and let him ejaculate onto my cunt, after which, I would turn and go for my bus, and sit all day in my semen soaked knickers.Of course Joey being as he was, and my mother being in the state she always way, it was inevitable the her younger brother, just had to share her bed, and on many occasions, I would return home to her moaning and Joey humping her in one of her delirious states of mind, I mean go. “We have about 10,000 acres that we run a sportsman’s retreat on. We have a large lake for bass fishing, and some of the best deer and turkey hunting in the state,” Wyatt said. “Dove hunting, too.”He was obviously pretty proud of it.“I thought you lived on a farm?” I asked.“No, that’s Clay and his people. They have a cotton farm a few miles from our spread,” Diana said.“My folks are going to put a trailer back by the pond for me,” Clay shared.I saw Scarlet shudder a little bit at that.