Ricardo’s true motive was so clear to him. Outside exploring the surface, Ricardo trusted that Jessica and Jenaro and Hernando had neither the coura...e nor the intelligence to challenge him. They would need Ricardo to return home and would not risk a mutiny. For all their swagger, Jenaro and Hernando were natural-born followers. Being directly responsible for their own survival terrified them.But Ricardo had a totally different opinion of Diego. If Diego found an opportunity to escape, would he. She could see by the obvious bulge in his tracksuit bottoms that she had achieved her objective. Walking over and standing in front of him, she stooped forward and drew his lips to hers. As they kissed, their mouths opened wider and locked in a firm grip of passion. Ali's forearms were resting on Bob's shoulders.Bob reached out and placed his hands on the outside of her thighs. Sliding them upwards beneath her t-shirt, he felt the smooth flesh of her hips. The rate of his arousal increased. Do you want a cold drink? I asked. Yes Mrs., It would be very kind – he answered and stood up. Come along then into the house. It’s cooler there – I told him. We walked in through the sliding door and into the kitchen. I took out some ice and the ready made lemonade in the fridge. As I was giving him a glass, his finger brushed against one of mine. Thank you, Mrs. We started drinking, standing in the kitchen, His eyes gasped at me from over the top of the glass. I was wearing a white blouse, in. “Just sit anywhere!” Solace called out as she crossed the room and turned a corner to where Rosanna thought the kitchen might be located. It turned out that her assumption was correct because Solace was asking her if she would like some mango nectar. She said that sounded great and the next thing she knew Solace was returning with a tall glass of the orange-colored drink. Rosanna put down her briefcase and looked around for a place to sit. Solace seemed fond of soft, overstuffed cushion-like.