.. not a Ferenc ... a Hapsburg, from the distaff side ... a well mannered and educated heir ... who removed him from the wealth that was rightfully hi... ... and he wasn't taking the loss of all those years of toiling well ... not at all. That house ... that money ... was HIS. Years of successful evasion and more than a little bribery convinced him that he could ... and would ... get away with murder."What the fuck?" The lights in the apartment went out.Almost in sync with John, the man in black. Very nice I thought.As I had no underwear on I was conscious that any arousal would not go unnoticed but then again I didn’t think it would be a problem either and I am sure Angie noticed where my gaze was aimed. Billy and Lisa decided to play a game of swing ball, Angie even commented on how good Lisa looks in her yoga shorts and I had to agree.We had a few more beers and had totally forgot about the food, Angie had said we would eat a little later and we all agreed, I needed a pee and Angie. We spent several hours enjoying the scenery,chatting about everything and nothing, and taking selfie after selfie.I even asked a passerby to take some better photos of the two of us.After a bit, Mom's stamina started to wane, and she asked to go backto her room for a nap.As we reentered the lobby, Mom called out to Dorothy, now manning thereception desk, "Dorothy, Dorothy - what a wonderful day! My daughterPaula has finally come to visit!" That is wonderful, Mrs. Foster!" Turning to me, "I'm so. Come for Sunday dinner. Have a break.”John rubbed his eyes and sat back in his office chair.“Very kind of you both,” he said. “Ann, as usual, is absolutely right. I’d love to come.”As he put the phone down, he realised that as MD he was in a lonely position. He doubted whether any of his staff would attempt to socialise with him, for fear of seeming to try to get more influence with him. Tom was a friend from way back and did not care.John was grateful for Ann and Tom’s intervention; he knew he.