She still had her same beautiful face with bright blue eyes; Patty got her eyes from her father; and shoulder length, wavy, dirty blonde hair. She had...added a few pounds for her five foot three inch frame at 155, but somehow it didn’t look that bad on her, as she seemed to keep her curves in all the right places. Her breasts bloomed to a nice, full 38d, which Patty made giggle as she bounced on her mother’s arm. Ann was wearing a full, knee length skirt with a print blouse. Patty let out a. “Miss la Mare, Miss Marcia la Mare?” Hettie looked straight at Mary, “but you don’t look old enough, dear.”“She is an excellent, actress, Hettie, dear,” I said, putting a hand on my sister’s shoulder, “we didn’t mean to confuse you, sweetheart, but we do need somewhere to stay for a couple of nights as Mary cannot remain at her hotel, or be recognised anywhere in public at the moment.”Mary said, “And I really am plain old Mary Jones, Hettie, at least to my dear friends, and the family of dear. I was in the middle of screwing the holy hell out of Alex’s ass while Steven impaled her from below when Mom rushed into my bedroom with tears in her eyes. She had her cell phone ready and was busy dialing the number 911. I didn’t even have to look Mom in the eyes to know what was what. When she finally met my gaze, she mouthed, “your father” to me and a very distraught Alex. Vera ran into the room as well, freshly fucked by Nick, with Zoe in tow.“We need to get dressed. I don’t think that we. I kept kicking myself for being such an idiot. Despite the fact I had discovered Kate's unfaithfulness just hours before, I had not suddenly acquired a death wish, but now it looked very much like I didn't have much more time. Maybe it wasn't too late to get the hell out of here. I kept telling myself, just a little bit further and then I'd give up on finding Ms. Bartoli. And then I'd go a little further and convince myself the list hadn't gotten worse, and I would push on.Suddenly, there she.