Grandpa and Mr. Sabarte had met of course, but exchanged pleasantries anyway."Ava, where is Fred?" I said to the room."Fred is out on the patio." Ava ...nswered."Dad, please say hello to Ava." I asked him."Hello Ava." Dad said."Hello Mr. McKesson, welcome to our home" Ava said."Mr. Sabarte, if you'd please say hello to Ava?" ehh, Hello Ava. How are you?" Formerio said with uncertainty."I am fine sir, thank you for asking." Ava answered."Grandpa? If you'd be so kind?" Hello Ava, a pleasure to meet. ”“I know you’re saving for college, buy yourselves a couple of Cokes and a donut, but don’t spoil your appetite. I’m making nut roast”“Yum! My favourite” said the boy“Tony! You know lying is a sin” laughed his mum “but we’ll have a sponge pudding, like we had in the UK, that honey covered sponge. You like that”“Thanks ma!” and they walked off; arm in arm! For all the world like they were best buddies.“But they hate each other!” said George, “They do, surely that hasn’t changed too?”At that. Then he took her lotion and massaged it into her skin, not touching her swollen pussy lips. She was moaning softly, her body desperate for his touch, her thighs were wet with her juices and his cock was hard but he was denying his desire to take her right there. This was his present to her- complete and utter pamper and satisfaction. He carried her to the bedroom and sat her down on the edge of the bed, starting to dress her in the outfit he had purchased for her. First he slowly rolled a pair. .. oh… fudge...”She glanced around the water’s edge. No bouquet in sight.Charmaine gawked at her as if she had drowned a puppy.“I just placed them in the water for a drink. They couldn’t have floated far,” she said reassuringly. Scanning the water, she grinned and joked, "Maybe some kindly Hebrew widow will find them and they'll free the rest of the enslaved flowers."Charmaine remained vexed.A stretch limo and some other cars pulled into the parking lot. The rest of the wedding entourage had.