Fabio told us—in Italian, of course, his English really was God-awful—that he and Mario would find their own way back. We gave Sam and Marilyn the...option to stay if they wanted, but they decided they'd join us; the by-play between them gave me a pretty good indication why. So the four of us took the limo back to our hotel.We said our very brief good nights in the lobby, and Cam and I snagged the penthouse elevator for our trip up to what we expected—at least I know I did—would be a pretty short. And then there's my hair: long, blond, and halfway down my back. And that habit I have of tossing it back and smiling vacantly everytime someone asks me something. Other than that I'm pretty oblivious everything now. Its just so much dead air, you know what I mean. The only important thing about the doctor's office is taking that allure magazine. Like my body? Give it up will you? If you're that hung up on your body forget it. Like I cant even talk to you. I'd just as soon talk to nobody. I'd. "Not a bad idea honey." Ashlee said. "I am not excited about my boyfriend having sex with my daughter, but it is not the worst idea I have ever heard." Brenda, what do you think?" I asked her."I don't know. I would be willing to try this out as long as I was ready, but mom has to be here at the same time." I suppose I can be here for you honey. Won't that seem a bit strange for you?" Mom, someone is going have to get him ready. I'm sure not going to do it." Honey, the sight of your upturned ass. "Yes, sweetie." She answered."Do you think you could show me now?" He asked."Here?" She asked, glancing out the window at her husband as he walked to the order area."Yeah, while dad's gone." He asked"Well...you can have about thirty seconds now...or thirty minutes tonight after your father goes to bed." She said."I'll wait." Jacob said, sitting back in his seat.Michelle giggled playfully."That's what I thought you'd say." She said.After arriving home Jacob hung around downstairs as opposed to.