We entered the shack and as soon as I closed the door she grabbed me and hugged me while she sobbed. She said my name. The first word she ever spoke...to me. Before long, to my surprise, we were carrying on a conversation. When she whispered, her speech actually sounded almost normal. It was then I learned that she had been watching me for years, she was not as retarted as everyone assumed she was, and that she loved me. This she kept repeating in every which way she could think of.We sat. She said it wasn't Julie's fault. It was some kind of drug ... she called it a 'Date Rape Drug'. I've never heard of it but the woman said it was getting to be way too common. Anyway, I'm rambling now. I can hardly think straight. I'll call you later and let you know how she's doing." Give her my love and tell her we're all pulling for her," Eleanor said with tears in her eyes. They signed off and she slowly hung up the phone. All thoughts of her shopping excursion were gone and she sank into. The thong she wore was slightly seethru and she felt a rush of excitement looking at her smooth bare pussy through the fabric. Reaching a hand down to her lips she could feel the wetness between her legs growing, her clit sending a shiver across her body as her finger grazed it. "Hmm!" She let out a hushed cry of pleasure, teasing herself with her finger, unable to stop. The excitement building in her body. The thought of John waiting downstairs. Of Saria in the other room. Of the night to. Meal times, on the other hand, are a different story, as you’re about to experience.”Tom’s words were prophetic, as supper was the usual riot of conversations in multiple languages on different subjects, all being held amid the sounds of normal dining clatter. All of them were now realizing that we hadn’t been exaggerating when we said everyone on the Estancia was at least trilingual, and that most of the kids at supper were knowledgeable in Italian and German as well.We did learn from a.