..you see, my grandmother..." Shit! I hadn't a clue how to tellFiammetta about this. She must have sensed my internal struggle, for she patted my he...d. "No matter. Now, you spoke of magic, and I will explain that to you.For this risotto to be magical, ~you~ ...must love food, love to cook,and love the people you cook for."Fiammetta produced an ancient saucepan I'd never seen in her kitchenbefore. It was cast iron and finished with blue porcelain enamel."This was given to me by my mamma. . Bernie chuckles when the reporter talks about Jens flipping off Stacy’s helicopter and remarks, “There sure is no love lost between those two.”I frown at Bernie and answer, “Bernie that’s going to mess up Jens’ good girl image. We need to forget about the maternity clothes for right now and check in on Jen.” I change the GPS coordinates and we begin heading toward Jens.Bernie complains, “Damn, you can’t get anywhere in this city in a reasonable amount of time, the traffic is terrible.” He’s. The spot Michelle chose was littered with white trash families that were visiting from up north. The couples sat near the shore so the mothers could watch their kids dig in the wet sand. The men pretended to watch, but whenever a nice piece of ass walked by they would forget all about the kids. And Michelle was the nicest piece on the beach.At least until Keesha started undressing.She did it just like Michelle told her. Slow, like she was going to take all day. Catch their attention early. Give. Ceranthisfrowned, but said nothing more.This was happening too fast. "But can I speak?" I cried. "I......"I was shocked by her next action. She erupted with a shrill shriek."Certainly not! Impertinence! You invaded my realm. You two.... How dareyou! I will punish you!" As she continued her tirade her voice grewshriller and shriller.She was out of control. I was overwhelmed but not so much as to miss hercourtiers' reactions. Some bit their lips while others grimaced. Igathered they were.