The belt was hanging at her sides. She went to John and said "thank you.." kissing him on the forehead. She turned to me and the robe opened. She was ...ude. Her venus mound was still a little pink. "And you,," she stood over me and brought her mouth onto mine. She grabbed my head and kissed me. Her tongue inside my mouth the whole time. She pulled off me, but only and inch and said, "thank you for bringing me back to life!" She kissed me lightly again on the lips and released me. She stood up. ’ ‘What did happen to make him so angry with me?’ ‘I don’t know the full story, you’ll have to ask Rosalie about that.’ ‘The cops said something that I don’t understand. When I said that I should go and see Cecelia, they said that I should rethink that. What is that all about?’ ‘We’ll talk about that when we get home.’ ‘Why can’t we talk about it now?’ ‘We should get home as quickly as we can, your father wasn’t feeling well this morning, I don’t know whether it’s the hangover, or the illness,. His leadership took the company places we hadn’t imagined possible. My contributions were puny compared to his brilliant strategy.We had long ago figured out that my role was to support Ben, deal with our medium and smaller clients, and generally keep the home office operation running smoothly and efficiently. Not surprisingly, I was good at it. Our Florida based locations maintained a very steady eight to ten percent growth and a very attractive return on investment every year. Several. It’s still kind of a sick place we live in. It sounds so different if I talk about your green eyes instead of your skin. Really, they should be the same, right? But they’re not.” “Of course not. Green eyes are much rarer and much more beautiful.” She laughed and swatted my arm, “Oh, you!” We spent the rest of the weekend making love, listening to music, and talking. The next two weeks were much the same. We would part late on Sunday and have phone sex on Tuesday to tide us over; then she.