Mesmerized, I unbuckled my jeans, sliding my hand down my pants to discover that my boxers bore their own wet spot. Precum leaked through them as I wr...pped my hand around my swollen shaft. Seeing me slowly stroking myself inside my pants to her seemed to excite her further. She slid the crotch of her panties to one side, revealing her dripping pussy. I moaned as I watched her shove two fingers insider herself; she screamed. Laying back down against the bed, she worked her fingers in and out of. I realized that I was still dressed and swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. She must have gone to bed in the spare room to not wake me. Then I noticed I had blood on my shirt, so I started to unbutton it. Ginger looked up eagerly from the floor, probably anxious to get out to pee.Still feeling groggy I shuffled into the bathroom to pee myself as I pulled off my shirt. Ginger padded in and looked at me expectantly. “Just a minute girl,” I said as I finished and flushed. “Let’s get. It wasn't for me to tell her to do anything.I sighed and stepped into my boxers. There was no telling how long shewould be unconscious--for that's how she looked, not asleep, butunconscious--and I felt like I could get in a quick shower before shewoke up. I wanted to try going out again with her tonight, not that itwas up to me. She would be making the decisions for us. But if she didwant to go out on another date, I wanted to be presentable. I hadn't hadmore than one date before Melinda showed. “Let me see the letter.”“Hmmm… it’s odd there is no street with this name in Rome.”“There must be!”“Okay, let’s not give up, but some would say using Google is a last resort, but we will do it.”Elanora tapped at the keyboard of her laptop as I waited impatiently.“Ah!”“What?!”“Oh. No. I can only see one Via Azzo Gardino and it’s in Bologna. Maybe the sale was there?”“No, Elizabeth’s great uncle was in Rome. The sale was in Rome, I’m certain of that.”“Well, I don’t know what to say, it’s not in.