- Why do you say that?
- Hm ... The boy did not know what to do in bed. - Exhaled simulating exhaustion - Years teaching him to fuck right and is not yet fully ready. - I explained casually.
Eleanor caught her jaw and stared at me with fire in his eyes.
- Ah! - I covered his mouth with his hand - Forgiveness. It was not appropriate to speak evil of Gregory skills in bed. It's the fault of my poor home education. I apologize.
Eleanor smiled and forcibly tried to change the subject.
- In fact, he is very good in bed. - I insisted - I mean ... need one or another indication here and there. But follow orders well. It is well endowed! - Laughs - This helps.
The matriarch Baxter was ready to open the mouth as wide as he could and swallow me when I added:
- "Well endowed" means that he has a stick rather large and thick. - I explained simply. - I imagine that most respectful ladies at this table ignore the meaning of the expression.
- No need to be aggressive, Miss Thoen. - Eleanor growled softly, but all we hear clearly. - Have you had your joke, you can stop now.
- Joke? Glad you think I'm funny, Eleanor. - I growled, without pretending any grace - I guess that means that I have at least one quality, huh?
- You may be low in your environment. But here, I ask you to respect my guests.
- I'm also your guest. And you've attacked me verbally in every way that the language allows. Imagined offenses were the local label.
- You know very well what I mean.
- I always know, but ...
- And or shut up now or retires. I will not expose my guests to this kind of embarrassment.
I took a deep breath. I could be stubborn and stay. But already I had angry enough and every fiber of my body wanted, in fact, go far away from that table.
- Well, more pleasant to be your company, Eleanor. I think I will prefer a walk.
- Why will not stick to the servants? - He suggested venomous - There certainly find people on their level.
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- You're a saint, Boe. I do not know how to support it.
- It is not so bad, Miss Laura.
I opened my eyes at him in disbelief and stuck another toast with pâté in the mouth.
- Cruella De Vil easy to lose one there.
He laughed.
- And Cruella wanted to make a coat with fur puppies! - I pointed out the small knife at him.
- Miss should go back to the party. - He suggested gently.
- Everyone hates me. Do not get me wrong, I can handle it very well, but now ... I think I just need a few minutes. I hide a little more?
- Of course. - I was convinced that looked like a small child and he could not stop laughing.
We sat in silence while I ate some more. He offered me something to drink and I accepted a glass of water.
- You're hungry, huh?
- Overcompensating, since I can not drink. - Entalei in words only after noting that they had already been said.
- You can not drink? - He watched me carefully.
I chewed my toast in silence. But he was doing the bills. I knew I was.
- No account to witch?
He smiled.
- Are you pregnant, Miss Laura?
- I'm not sure. - I confessed - tomorrow I have a query in the morning.
- And what the young Mr. Baxter think?
- I have not spoken to him yet. Not sure, Boe. - I shrugged.
He looked down at the floor.
- What was Boe?
- I like you, Miss Laura. - He smiled paternally - You remind me of Amanda girl. She also thought it all - gestured indicating the party - a great nonsense. I saw this growing family, you know? - I had something nostalgic and painful in his voice - I saw every achievement and every problem. Almost I feel an uncle to the young Greg. But do not let Baxter lady hear me say that. - She whispered, exaggerating the fear and I laughed - and you do well for him. It is good for the boy Gregory. If for nothing else, I'd like you just for that.
- I like you, Boe. - I gave her an awkward hug. He had something in his big, quiet way that reminded me a lot of my father. It took me no time to fall in love with the old butler.
- I will not say anything to the witch. - He whispered.
- Thanks. - I returned the whisper and smile.
- But you need to be careful.
- With what? - I laugh.
- With these people, Miss. - He grimaced in discomfort - will not receive the news well. You pregnant, a Baxter ... before the wedding.
- Oh, yes ... it would be a big scandal, would not it? - Played.
- I'm serious. - Scolded - These people are not like us. They live for money and consider every detail of their lives influence how much they can win or lose. It's sick, but believe me: I have seen up close.
- Boe ... I do not even know if I'll be ... - I confessed quietly - That's ... I'm pregnant. Perhaps an abortion is the best option. I do not know if Greg and I are ready for it, you know?
- Ah, Miss sun! No! - I asked - I know that, by law, you can do whatever you want. I know you have places you can do this safely, but ... but a son of Miss and Mr. Greg ... - he smiled - Do not.
- Boe! I will not promise anything, okay? It is too early for whatever and I do not know if I'm right ... - I took a deep breath. Shit ... I could not even say the word.
- Just think carefully before doing something stupid. Can you promise me that?
- I can! I always think carefully. - I squeezed his arm affectionately.
- Be careful of Miss Saint-Michel.
- Elizabeth? - I laughed out loud - That there too late. I know people like that. The bite is very weak.
He looked at me like I was not entirely sure.
- She's a poodle, Boe. I'm a doberman. Keep calm. - I assured.
- The problem with this place, Miss Bishop, is that it has very disguised as a poodle pitbull. And you never know when they will attack.
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- Are you pregnant, Thoen?
The voice in my ear Holt made the hairs on my whole body prickle.
- Han? - I could not breathe.
- I heard that we have three children and have already chosen the names.
The air out of my lungs in a slow form of relief.
- Your grandmother was being horrible. Hello, Merryl.
- Hello, Don. How are you? - He smiled and polite.
- Well thank you. Is that you? How was the trip?
- Excellent. You know Italy? - I wanted it to sound arrogant so I could hate her. But of all the people of Baxter of Gregory's life, it was, unfortunately, the most friendly.
Shit.
- Only Venice.
- We passed through Venice, too. It's a beautiful city!
- Truth. - I confessed - People say it is unpleasant because of the odor of channels, but I have to confess that I felt nothing.
- Certainly! I think people just like to complain. - He turned aside and pulled the bag as if something inside her bother her. He fished a cell that vibrated quietly - Ahn ... I give license?
She pulled answering the call and Gregory wrapped his arms around my waist.
- I want two girls? - He asked with a huge smile on his face.
- Your grandmother was being AWFUL! - Repeated. - I needed revenge.
- You know? If our children are to inherit his personality, I think I prefer boys. I do not know if you can handle three Lauras Thoen. - He opened his eyes in an exaggerated expression of horror - There will be no peace. Never. - He sighed.
- Stop, Holt. I just wanted her to shut up.
- But I think four would be a good number. - He ignored me and I bit my lip in anger - Two couples ... It is! Then each mini Greg was concerned with a mini-Laura. I think so we kept the situation under control. There! - He complained when my fist met his chest tightly. - Why am I picking? It was your idea!
- Unbearable Elizabeth Saint-Michel said I was distracting until you find a real
woman. And his grandmother just smiled and nodded.
- Wow! She poked the hornet's nest right, was not it? - Joked.
- Can you be on my side? - I complained - Only once!
- I'm always on your side, love, you know. But she's my grandmother. I know her. It will not change. You two will have to find a middle ground because I do not want to get rid of any. All right?
I kept my arms crossed in front of me, the pursed lips and hard look at it.
- Love? - I stroked my arms carefully - Please ... Just try to understand that ...
- The woman hates me, Gregory! There is nothing I can do! You ... You should come to these things alone.
- I enjoy your company. - Recalled with obviousness tone.
- And when did you enjoy my company in these events? - I asked a little too loudly. He looked around and smiling, feeling that I needed to cry a little, led me by the arm to one of the internal chambers.
- Don, you're my girlfriend. Of course I want you here.
- And I come, Greg. I'm always physically present. On your side, always. Until you go away with Merryl, Lizzie, Derek or the Witch. It's always the same thing.
- I have few opportunities to see these people, Dom.
- I know! So why insist I come?
I began to hate myself in the exact second you said the words. If he told me it was okay, I did not need to come, I would want to die. What should I do the next time he had one of these events? Send it tidy, fragrant and without direct escort to the arms of Merryl? No, thank you.
- I do not insist. You just do what you want and you know it. But if I had to insist, I insist.
I exhaled deeply and turned his back to walk around the room.
- I know it's horrible now, love, but over time will improve. She will get used to you and you with it. But if you do not come ... if they do not contact ... They will never get used.
- It's easy for you!
- It is not!
- Of course it is! It's always your way!
- Always my way? - He opened his eyes. - Are you crazy? - He laughed - Dom, you are the most stubborn creature that exists under heaven.
- Yeah, and you still convinced me so much. I convinced him to let down our guard and get involved romantically. To be polite to neighbors, to make friends, not to be so ... so ... bitch. - I decided, gesturing - convinced me to move to that city. The move in with you. The get involved with events and business on your side Baxter.
He watched me resignedly. I knew I was right.
- I have more space, Greg! This has left me crazy! And this talk of change ...
- Dom, it was just a comment for months.
- One that you still have in your head! Do not fool me, Gregory, I know you.
- I just figured we could go live in a more comfortable place.
- Our house is huge! Immense! What we do with more space or comfort? We do not need!
- I know ... - ran a hand through hair - It was only a suggestion.
- One that came from her head!
- You offend me to think that I have no opinion, you know? Thinking that everything I say or speak comes from Eleanor.
- But come! And it's so subtle that you do not even notice! But it's there, Gregory! And I do not want Eleanor making decisions about my life.
- It does not take. It just gets too much. - He smiled, embarrassed.
- Are you Gregory. - I realized and he looked at me carefully. I knew exactly what I was going to say. - His mother told me he spent the entire pregnancy calling you Tyler. It was the name that his father wanted. She found the beautiful name. But why do you call Gregory?
- Because Eleanor found a Baxter should have a family name. - give up.
- Saw? It's what she does! She gets! She convinces people around you and I ...
It was hard to breathe.
I not want her to resolve the name of my son.
I did not want it resolved where I was going to live with my family.
I did not want her to say I could not do.
- I do not want to change me, Gregory.
- Sun, if only because of the friendships you will not lose touch with the people ...
- Does not matter! I do not want. Take me long to make the friendships I made and sincerely? Make friends a lot of work, I do not want to go through all this effort again in some other neighborhood. Enough. I'm happy where I am.
- It's all right.
I was still ready to scream a little and your agreement caught me off guard.
- Han?
- You are right. I have decided a lot of things lately. You do not want to change, we do not change.
- And Eleanor to getting into our lives? - I added, seizing the moment.
- Don ... she is family. I know you have no contact with her, but if I had, and I do not that good with someone ... with your father! You would stop to relate to his father if I'm not that good with it?
- My father would never be aggressive with you as it is to me. And you know what?
He hugged me, kissed my cheek and I forgot what I was going to say.
- I love you. - Haltingly spoke in my ear. He held my chin and kissed me. - Just a little patience? Please?
Inspired, feeling the anger go away. I shook his shoulders and pretended I was deciding when it was obvious I was going to do what he wanted. Laura was the new version. What could impose ever ... Gregory least when he kissed her, told her he loved her and asked something. Then the answer was always "yes." It pissed me off, but it was uncontrollable.
- It's all right.
I squeezed her shoulders and let him kiss my neck.
- I better get out of here. - Laughed - Before this your perfume let me nuts.
I bit her bottom and instead of releasing me lip, he pulled me closer.
- What are you doing, Thoen? - He reproached, whispering, but left me to bite and lick.
- You like to see me naked in high heels ... I like risk situations. - Smiles, motherfucker against his mouth.
- Transar in my grandmother's house this is a risky sex list, is it? - Provoked.
- At the very top. - He was wrapping his arms around her shoulders as he held me.
- Sun, not ... When we get home, beautiful.
- It will be your way, again, is Holt?
- Love...
I forced my arms around his neck.
- Okay ... if you do not want, do not want. I can not force you.
He held my waist carefully and looked at me with a smile. I was sure I had not given up and, indeed, he knows me well.
- It's just a shame. - Kissed her mouth slowly - Because I had been without panties.
- Don ... - cried in my arms and I felt his fingers digging into the flesh of my waist - Do not do that. Please.
- I'm not doing anything, Holt. Just stating a fact.
- It's a dangerous fact to be seen, Thoen. Not here. - But he would not let me. Your mind should be desperate, but his hands refused to cooperate and I pushed his arms down and felt her fingers sliding down my ass. - You are impossible.
His breath was short. I knew what that meant: was close.
- Take your hands off me, Holt - whispered against her lips - If you are well, great. But I'm excited. If you do not want to help me, I will solve my own problem.
- Go and? - Squeezed her lips - and will do what?
I kissed the corner of his mouth and whispered in his ear.
- I'll lock myself in the bathroom first to find, support me against a wall and down his hand down my thighs. - It melted in my arms - I will not be long, I'm wet and naked beneath the dress. And ... ah! - I smile - I did not tell you, but shaved me this afternoon. - Greg shivered in my embrace - I'm fine lisinha, love, the way you like.
- Don ... - he said with a failed voice.
- Want to feel? - I pulled her hand to the hem of my dress and she did the rest alone. He climbed between my thighs and ran her fingertips through my newly shaved area.
- Holy shit ... - something inside him
seemed to hurt deeply - I say goodbye to everyone. - Your thumb up and down across my skin as if he could not control - You do this and I burst. Now I have to eat you.
- Oh, love, you do not understand. - I spread my fingers through his hair, pirracenta - Or eat me here, or do not eat me.
- Which is? - Walked away as if he did not believe what I was saying.
- I'm very excited now. I can not stand to get home. I'll do it myself and not think I'll be ready again when you get home. - Folded lip, coy.
- Damn woman. - He whispered. - So, so?
I put my hand between my legs and pinched my clit. I felt his fingers on my, delighting in my movements. I stuck a finger at me, closed my eyes and groaned.
- Oh shit, Don.
- Beautiful I to dripping. - Groaned, full of fire - Help me. Please.
Gregory was looking around desperately.
What was going through his head I could only imagine. At first, I just wanted to tease him. But when he pulled me by the waist, stuck in the bathroom and locked the door, I began to see cloudy.
Her body launched against mine with rage and hunger.
- Will you make a bitch today Thoen? - He lifted my dress to the waist and knelt - So fuck you like a bitch.
His hot tongue took my smooth skin. His breath hit my body causing shivers down my spine.
- I love it when you shave this fucking way.
He came down and hit my tongue moisture. I gasped.
- And that's why I do, beautiful. - Groaned - To leave it just the way you like.
One of his fingers came into my flesh and he sucked my grelinha hard. A gasp escaped my lips. Greg already got desatacando the belt.
- Why do you do this to me? Because?
He grabbed my skirt up and watched my nakedness with a contemplative expression horny. I pulled his erection out and saw hard ready for me. Holt lifted one of my knees and sucked my neck. I ran my fingers through my handles and let the dress fall bust. He moaned softly and took one of my breasts in his mouth.
I scratched his back over the jacket. Greg stepped forward and, with a push, I felt his cock filling me. I licked his lips. There is nothing in the world better than Greg stick right there. Taking me slowly. Making my skin crawl. Spreading vibrations through my whole body, taking my reason and causing chills.
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