Adventurous Adventures

Christians POV:

"A long flight? Where exactly are going?" My father asks. I look over at him and grin. It's one place Taylor and I considered that we could have some real boy time.

"Thailand. Taylor has organized for us to stay in Kari in a secluded villa." I inform them. Taylor and Welch both checked out this villa, and it checked every box. It is secluded, secure, has a private pool and overlooking the Phranang Beach. Its location would allow for all our scheduled activities. However, I have a slightly hidden agenda at the end of our trip that will delay our arrival home.

"Now since I have finally disclosed our location, and are now aware that we will be in the air for some time, Ted you have our undivided attention. Ask whatever you have on your mind" I instruct my son. I quietly gulp, I know that I certainly do not have the best background experience to advise him on girls, and the last thing I want him to know is that I have engaged in BSDM.

"I don't understand how girls say one thing, but actually mean the opposite. Is there some type of international translator for woman?" Ted seems exasperated already.

"Women are from a different planet. You will never ever understand them Ted, I have been married to your Aunt Kate for over seventeen years, and I only understand her about 50% of the time. If they were easy to understand, then your parents wouldn't have been separated for as long as they were." Elliot says outright. My father and I give him a scornful look.

"Hey I am only saying the truth. Ted there are three things that you need when dealing with girls. Flowers, chocolates, and oral sex. Works every time!" Elliot smirks.

"And you would know because you have had how many long term partners?" I am reeling at his advice.

"Elliot! This is your nephew. Do you want someone giving similar type of advice to Ava?" Our father chastises. Elliot straightens up a little. Last thing he wants is Ava having sex. I know that if Ana and I end up having a girl, I am going to pull my hair out keeping her away from every fucker who looks at her, especially if she ends up looking like her mother.

"It's about gaining their trust. The longer you are with them, the better you will get to know them and understand them better. Keep in mind they probably find us hard to understand too" My father reasons, oozing a lawyers professionalism.

"Okay, well how did you all start your relationships? What did you do to get your wife to want to date you?" Ted inquires. Elliot looks over at me and practically wants to fall over laughing. Over the years, he has learnt of my past contract based relationships and aspects of my early days with Ana, and these are details that I refuse to educate my son on.

"Christian do you want to start? I know you had a compelling proposition for Ana when you first met her." Elliot challenges comically. I narrow my eyes my brother, irritate at him. "Nah, Ted that is a standard story. They met, starting dating; meaning your dad had his first girlfriend and then got married, were super happy, then my bro couldn't get his shit together, so his shit hit the fan until recently. So I should answer this question. I knew you Aunt, and I was meant to be together, a couple of months after I had been dating her."

"Elliot, you didn't date any girl for longer than a couple of weeks before Kate. A couple of months of dating with you were the equal of years to any other male" I state giving him some of his own medicine and the same self-satisfied look he gave me earlier.

"As I was saying Ted, I played the field and did see a lot of women, but it made me realize what I wanted and didn't want." Elliot reasons.

"Playing the field? Son, you played more than the field, you played the whole baseball season, five times over when it came to girls," My dad comments. Ted and I can't help but snigger.

"Come off it Dad, you over exaggerate. We aren't in a court, and you are not trying to influence a jury" Elliot bites back.

"Elliot, you're my son and your mother, and I love you, but we are surprised that we don't send a dozen or so Christmas gifts to your children across the country. Your mother and I, thought that if there was ever a hidden grandchild out there, then it would have been yours Elliot, not Christian's."

"Sorry to disappoint." Elliot says sarcastically.

"I can't believe I am going to say this, but I think Elliot has something there, Ted" My father comments rubbing his forehead in disbelief. I glare at my father, hoping he isn't about to say what I believe he is. "Ted, you should play the field, not screw every girl you see, but date various girls. You have gotten yourself so focused on one girl that you have only seen a few times." I breathe out, relieved that he didn't endorse my son to be a walking fucking machine.

"Ted, I concur with your grandfather on this one. You should see different people. You have been a little obsessive with Lily" I comment.

"Like you have been with Mom?" My son disputes. Hhhhmmm, he has a point there.

"Yes. My original advice also still stands. You need to go for what you want, just keep an open mind." I reason.

"Grandpa, as the person who has had the most stable relationship here, how did you know Grandma was the one for you?" I smile at my son's question. I always found this story to be rather comforting.

"I met your Grandmother when we were in College at Yale. We had mutual friends, and we were both at a party at the sorority I was in. She came in and took my breath away. I knew I had to talk to her, do anything to get her attention, even thought I had a different date that night. In fact, I had been dating that one girl for some time. I somehow gave her the slip and made a beeline to Grace. When I finally got her attention we sat down on the couch, and we started to talk and didn't stop until the morning. Neither of us knew when the party ended or what happened during all those hours that we spoke, it was as if we only existed in the world. I made plans with Grace to have dinner with her that night and have had dinner practically every night since." Dad's eyes glowed as he recounted his story.

"Lily doesn't want to date me because she views me the same way as that Zach guy. How do I prove to her that I am not just some rich kid?" I find a lot of curiosity in Ted's questions.

"Lily is a rich kid too" I comment. I am somewhat appalled at her reasoning.

"She thinks she is just a kid who got lucky. I am supposedly different as I am super-rich, which makes a tremendous difference to her" Ted shrugs. I am somewhat appalled at her reasoning.

"Doesn't she know that you grew up in different circumstances though? You were with your mother in New York" My father states and then looks at me disapprovingly. I shift uncomfortably, but don't blame him; I know he is unlikely, fully forgive me for my past actions.

"But I was still extremely privileged. I can't deny that. Dad may not have been around much, but he made sure I had everything and every opportunity, to excess." I smile shyly at Ted's defense of me.

"I sent Lily flowers, these rather tacky rainbow colored roses that I saw online. Then we spoke on the phone, and when she kind of gave away the fact the she did like me, she threw her phone against the wall and destroyed it." Ted shakes his head and then smiles "Before we left the sound, I spoke to security, and they were going to deliver a new phone to her, with my number pre-programmed. I was hoping to get a text message or something before we left."

"You sent her a new phone?" I ask to clarify. Ted nods.

"I don't know if it is going to work, but at least I will be able to ring her" Ted shrugs. "That is if she answers"

"Man, you have it bad! Christian, your son is a 100% clone of you, appearance, and mannerisms. He has become as obsessed with the first girl he laid his eyes on, just like you." Elliot's reflect. I have to agree with him there.

"If Lily hasn't sent you a message, by the time we land you should ring her." I advise him.

"Okay I will...Maybe" Ted looks unsure.

Our hostess come and serves us lunch. Ted has switched on the overhead TV and is watching the basketball game with my father on the other side of the plane.

"How are you enjoying full-time parenthood? It can be hard isn't it?" Elliot comments.

"It is also brilliant. I would give up everything to have been there while Ted grew up" I comment remorseful.

"Everyone knows that, now anyway. I am looking forward to seeing you with this next kid to be honest. I hope you have a girl. You are going to lose all your copper hair as you will pull it out trying to keep every guy away from her" Elliot's grins.

"I won't pull every hair out!" Elliot looks at me in disbelief. "If it is a girl, then I am going to have Taylor employ a whole former-military, CIA and FBI security team to watch over her. Then there are always single sex girl's schools or better yet homeschooling." I inform my brother.

"Are you serious?"

"More than serious, especially when it comes to which form of education she will receive." I tell him. I have spent a bit of time thinking about this.

"Ana is NOT going to stand for that. She isn't the same girl you met" Eliot warns

"Oh that I know. She is even better." I closing my eyes and visualizing her deliciously on our bed, naked and mine.

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"Mr Grey, we have landed. You should be able to disembark momentarily." Our pilot informs us. We have been in the air for hours. My father went to sleep on the bed, whilst we all napped and read in the lounge area.

"Thank you Stephen and thank you on a fantastic landing"

It is 5am here, so that means it is 7pm back in Seattle. Perfect. Outside the plane, I notice that we all turn on our phones, wanting to send some message home. Here we are four grown men, in a tropic paradise, and one thing we want is to get some word from the women in our lives and we couldn't be happier about it.

*landed safely and I hope you are behaving*

It only takes a couple of seconds before I get a reply.

*maybe I don't want to behave. Miss you*

Even her text messages make me react and how I wish she was here. I would do something about her not wanting to behave

*Oh Anastasia, the things you do to me. Good and Bad. Where are you?"*

*at home with the other Grey women. Where else would you want me to be?*

Here, with me.

*be in bed in two hours and wait for my call. I have plans for you*

*but that is only 9pm. I have company!*

*ANASTASIA.. DO WHAT I TELL YOU*

* I still don't appreciate shouty capitals*

*Please?*

I waited with baited breath. Ana doesn't reply straight away, and I know she is doing this on purpose.

*maybe*

Maybe? What sort of answer is that?

*Anastasia... Two hours and be in bed. I promise you won't be disappointed. I miss you.*

*Miss you too.*

With that text message from Ana, I put my phone in my pocket. I notice Ted is looking indifferent.

"Any word from home?" Of course, I am asking if he has heard from Lily.

"Yep. I got a message from Mom, telling me to enjoy myself" Ted says. I roll my eyes.

"You know what I meant. Did Lily send you a message?"

"No," Ted looks down disappointed.

"You could ring her" I recommend. Ted looks unsure.

"I think I will just text her again."

We are sped through customs and immigration and soon find ourselves at our private and wonderfully secluded villa.

"I think we should get some sleep and meet in say four hours" My dad proposes and we all agree. I check my watch and smile. Perfect timing. I ring Ana's phone and do not wait long.

Ana: Hi

Christian: I am glad you are still talking to me.

Ana: Well to be honest, you are rather lucky, I am still annoyed that you're had your mother come and stay, but karma... Well... That is for another time, soon.

Huh? She is taking in riddles now.

Christian: What on earth are you talking about Anastasia?

Ana: Annoying when someone doesn't tell you everything isn't it.

Christian: You are so lucky that we are far away Anastasia.

Ana: Well maybe not that lucky.

Her voice is so fucking seductive that even my boxer shorts are getting tight.

Christian: Ana, there is something I have to tell you, we won't be back until early Monday now. Security has been able to sure up safety measures in Africa where Grey Enterprise is doing some charity work. I seriously want to take Ted there, this weekend, before we return to Seattle.

Ana: That's a terrific idea. Will Elliot and Carrick go with you both?

Christian: Yes. Except the issue is that, from the second, we leave Thailand until we arrive in Seattle, we are going to be out of contact. I can't ring you when am in the air, and we will be in pretty remote areas, in Africa. Telephone reception is pretty pathetic out there.

Ana: But you will have sufficient security with you, won't you?

Ana sounds downright concerned.

Christian: Yes, of course we will. We also have a satellite phone with us, but even that isn't perfect, and Taylor will hold on to it. I hate the thought of not being able to get hold of you. You have a tendency to get into trouble at times, when left to your own devices.

Damn I knew I should have gotten more of those phones! Perfect or not, at least it is something.

Ana: Trouble?

Christian: Yes trouble!

Ana: Christian, You make me so angry at times. I may just...

There was something strange about her voice just then, but my thoughts are elsewhere. This isn't what I wanted to spend time talking about with Ana, so I interrupt her.

Christian: What are you wearing?

Ana: What? One minute you are telling me off and the next you are trying to initiate phone sex?

Christian: Yes and don't roll your eyes at me. Now Anastasia, tell me, what are you wearing?

Ana: How do you always know when I am rolling my eyes?

Christian: Because I know you better than you could ever imagine. Now tell me, what are you wearing?

Ana: My satin nightgown.

Christian: I want you to touch yourself as I touch you. I want you to know how amazing you feel in that material.

Ana: hhmm...

Christian: Close your eyes Ana. I want you to enjoy your touch. Can you do that for me?

Ana: Yes.

Ana's voice is almost a whisper. I immediately free myself from my boxer's shorts.

Christian: take your nightgown off now and open the bottom drawer on my bedside table. I left something for you.

There is a momentary pause as Ana fulfills my request. Oh how I wish I was there with her right not.

Ana: Oh My! Christian!

I could only imagine her expression as she found the magic wand massager.

Christian: It is fully charged. Turn it on and run it over your breasts. Do NOT hesitate.

I hear the soft vibration of the wand and Ana moans softly. Thank god I took off my shorts when I did. I wouldn't be able to right now.

Christian: How do you feel Ana?

Ana: good, tense...

Christian: tense?

Ana: Yes and in need of relief.

Her voice is strained, and I know she is ready.

Christian: Good, now lower the massager.

I start to take my own personal needs matters into my own hands. Literally.

Ana: oh Christian...

Christian: Come for me. Let me hear you!

With that Ana gloriously comes as do I.

Ana: oh wow. Maybe you should go away more often.

I would be annoyed if it wasn't for the humor in her voice.

Christian: Watch yourself there Mrs Grey.

Ana: I don't need to watch myself. I have your mother to watch me, remember?

Christian: I can have her return home if you want.

Ana: really?

Ana's voice is full of disbelief.

Christian: Yes. I was wrong in making those arrangements without your permission. As you said before you are not a naive twenty-one year old anymore, I should treat you as such. But of course security remains and will be tighter than normal.

Ana: Of course. Wow, Christian I should have phone sex more often with you; it makes you soft.

I groan at the mere thought.

Christian: Mrs Grey, I have a good mind to fly back, show you how strict I still am and then promptly return to my boy's trip.

Ana: Dare you.

Christian: Oh Mrs Grey, you still would try the patience of a saint, you do know that don't you?

Ana: and you are still no saint, Mr Grey.

Together we both laugh out loud.

Christian: How is Grey Publishing?

Ana: Rather well actually. I was going over the personnel today.

Christian: oh, I thought you already did that when you took over. Why do it again?

Ana: because I am going to have someone in house, maintain the company while I am on maternity leave for a few months.

Christian: A few months?

Is that all she is going to take off?

Ana: Yes. Surely you don't want me to go back to work as soon as I give birth do you?

Christian: No. That isn't what I meant.

Oh shit, this is not how and when I wanted to have this discussion.

Christian: I want you to take maternity leave. As long as you want. Forever even.

I gulp silently at my last two words.

Ana: Forever? No.

Christian: I know, but figure I should try.

Ana: then that is the first time you may have failed. You need to get some sleep.

Christian: So do you.

Ana: I know. I miss you

Christian: Miss you too. Love you.

Ana: Love you too. Kiss Ted for me.

Christian: I will. Sleep now Mrs Grey.

Ana: bye.

Christian: bye.

I hang up and dream of Ana. Even thought of her is enough to keep my nightmares away.

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"Getting sore there Elliot? You are showing your age" I mock. Elliot has just woken up and seems to be struggling as he stretches.

"For Christmas, maybe you should get me several sessions with your personal trainer." Elliot sits down, us for breakfast. My dad is still rather tired. I know he is the intensity of this trip a little too much. I need to keep this in mind, when I plan our next trip. Regardless of the stiff muscles, this has been the perfect trip. I am also rather excited about leaving tomorrow and surprising Ted with my side trip.

We spent the first few days exploring the ancient caves of Thailand, white water rafting, Jungle trekking, Elephant Riding and waterfall abseiling. Yesterday we all decided to snorkel off the coast of Thailand. But today I have planned one of the more daring activities.

"Dad, I know you have been trying to do everything we have on this trip, but you don't need to do so today." I comment.

"I may be older than you all, but I can hold my own." My father is rather put off at my suggestion.

"But you don't even know what we are doing today"

"What are we doing? Surely it can't be anymore taxing than what we have already done." My father asks.

"I intended on us skydiving" I tell them. Ted, who unfortunately was drinking coffee at the time, spits out of the contents of his mouth, rather unceremoniously.

"I am in," Dad says raising his eyebrows at me.

"You want me to jump out of a perfectly good plane?" Ted asks horror-struck.

"They give you a parachute." Elliot reassures Ted.

"What if it doesn't open?" Ted looks even more fearful.

"It will, but you don't need to do it if you don't want to. No one is forcing you" I tell Ted.

"No, it's okay. I can do it" Ted says nervously.

After detailed instructions, we board to plane. Elliot and my father look rather excited, but poor Ted, he looks awful. I move, so I am sitting next to him.

"Ted, no one is going to think less of you if you don't want to this." I try to reassure him

"I know that. I just don't know about the jumping part. Have you done this before?"

"Yes. The first time, you are scared but then it is exhilarating."

"I can't imagine you ever being scared." Ted's statement doesn't surprise me.

"I have been scared before, many times, I just hide it really well."

"Do you think I can do this?" Ted asks, looking at me.

"Of course Ted. You can do anything, but not if you don't want to."

Elliot and my dad go first. We watch as they start to descend and then their parachutes open up. Fuck I can't believe my dad is actually doing this.

"Ted, you don't need to jump, neither do I. I will stay with you if you like." I offer.

"No, I want to do this. Just jump after me okay" Ted is sweating regardless of the cool weather.

"I will be there"

Ted jumps and soon after so does me. I feel adrenaline hit me, it's exhilarating. I keep an eye on Ted and watch as his parachute opens. And then proceed to open mine. My son hits the ground before I do and you can't wipe the smile off his face.

"Fuck that was awesome, Dad." He says as he disconnects his parachutes, comes over and hugs me. This show of affection for my son though feels better than the jump.

"I am glad you tried it. I just hope your mother doesn't want to kill me because of it."

"Nah, she will just remind you about it each time you tell her to be cautious and safe" Ted says grinning.

"Hamm... Better still maybe we shouldn't tell her"

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I look at my watch; we need to leave in several hours. I have been catching up with some work as Ted and Elliot have gone to do some quick shopping. My father is currently sleeping. I have promised him that we will go to some resort next time. Maybe the whole family can come next time.

Taylor walks up behind me coughs. I look up, and he looks displeased.

"Yes Taylor?"

"Sir, I've just received a report from Ryan, informing me that, Mrs Anastasia Grey, Mrs Kate Grey and Miss Mia Grey, are intending on going to the airport and fly to Las Vegas for the weekend, once we are in the air en route to Africa" Fuck. I run my hands through my hair, frustrated and annoyed. I relented with having my mother return to Bellevue, but I never thought Ana would do this.

"Would you like me to have security stop them?" Taylor offers. I snap my laptop lid shut and consider my options. My first thought is to stop Ana, but then I am better idea comes to mind.

"No. Taylor contact our pilot tell him we will be changing our flight plans, and make the appropriate hotel room changes" Taylor nods. He understands exactly what I mean. I really need to give him a pay rise. Damn it! Why did I tell Ana about my side trip and lack of contact?

I will have to reschedule a flight over to Africa at another date. I seriously want to show Ted some of the charitable works that my company has been working over the last couple of decades. It is my hope, to make him more interested in the company. I know that he still wants to do Law and possibly go work with his grandfather. However, it is evident that he is wavering a little. I want him to know that the doors to Grey Enterprise will always be open to him; it is his birthright after all.

Just before we are due to leave, I inform Elliot and my father of our change in flight plans, whilst Ted is packing up.

"Dad, I have organized for Mom to join us also In Las Vegas" I notify him.

"It is going to be a big old Grey family holiday. Except you and I are likely to be sleeping on the couch or in separate rooms to our wives when we turn up," I would be annoyed at Elliot's statement if he wasn't right.

"Okay, sorry I took so long, but I had to reorganize a few things." Ted says finally joining us with his suitcase.

"Good and we have another surprise. We are going to make a quick trip to Vegas first" I tell my son. Ted looks at me and frowns.

"Okay," he says cautiously. I narrow my eyes, what a usual response. Very Un-Ted like. Does he know that his mother is there?

Ana's POV

"Anastasia Grey. I have three rooms booked" I tell the clerk at the desk. Christian's inability to contact me and his comments on the phone, coupled with Mia's idea of us getting away to Vegas was a perfect mix. We flew out once we had confirmation that Christian and the boys were in the air to Africa and were out of contact. I knew that we would be told when he returned, but then at least he can see that I don't need to be wrapped in wool. Plus, he did more or less challenge me to do this, when he told me I have a tendency to get into trouble. Nonetheless, I did live for 17 years without him and am a much stronger person.

"Here you go ma'am. You have the top floor suites" The clerk smiles politely

"Suites?" I ask her confused.

"Yes ma'am, I can assure you they are the best rooms in the whole hotel" She reassures

"Yes, but it didn't book this." I try to explain.

"Thank you" Kate's interjects grabbing the room cards and pulling me away from the desk. "Come on stele, they know who you are. Christian stays here when he come to Las Vegas, so they upgraded us because of your husband." I roll my eyes. I don't want to be upgraded.

We exit the elevator to the top floor of the hotel. "Let's meet in one hour. We can all go out" Mia suggests, and we all agree.

I open my door, happy to find my luggage has already been bought up. I glance around my surroundings. It is rather large for one person. The suite is so immense that I hope I am heading to the bedroom. I start to unbutton my blouse and pull it off, even before I reach the bedroom. Once I reach the room I head to the shower, slipping each piece of clothing off as I walk.

The hot water is phenomenal as it runs down my body. My little miracle inside of me starts to move.
"It is okay baby, I miss daddy too. We will see him soon. Don't worry" I talk and rub to my baby bump. I dry myself off and wrap a towel over me, but it doesn't cover me, due to my swollen stomach. I head back into the bedroom and get the shock of my life, right in the corner of my room. It is reminiscent of the first time I saw him this year, after twelve years in New York.

"CHRISTIAN!" I yell and throw my hands up in the air, which causes my towel to fall and pool at my feet. "What are you doing here?" I am so angry, but Christian seems to ignore my tone. Rather he is analyzing looking at my rather pregnant and naked body right now.

"I could ask the same of you Anastasia" He rebuts. I bend down to grab my towel. I need to shield myself away from him. I can't let him implement his sexpertise to get the better of me right now. He needs to know that I am annoyed at him. "Now there is no reason to retrieve your towel. I am rather enjoying the view." I give him a scolding look and tightly wrap the towel around myself in defense.

"You are supposed to be on route to Africa." I point out angrily.

"And you are supposed to be in Seattle." Christian hisses. I struggle not to roll my eyes.

"So let me get this right, you modified your whole trip because I decided to do a weekend trip, actually one night trip in Vegas? This is ridiculous. I bought security with me. You are being overbearing again"

"Anastasia when I left on Monday, you promised me you wouldn't do anything silly. This trip constitutes being silly."

"Do I need to remind you that I lived without you for seventeen years and nothing happened, to me or to Ted? You need to learn to trust me. I don't intend on drinking or anything insane. .." I can't help myself and start to ramble. My hands have naturally gravitated to my hips.

"Ana, this is not a factor of trust, or anything. It is about you lying to me." Christian is chastising me. I can't help but roll my eyes now and sit on the bed. I don't even want to look at him right now. In fact I feel more like crying.

"All I am doing is trying to relax and take some time out. I figure it is the least I deserve" I murmur so quietly that I do not know if Christian heard me or not. I notice out of the corner of my eye that Christian is running his hands through his hair.

"Do you want me to take the guys home?" Christina offers, now sitting next to me.

"Guys? Everyone is here?" I am honestly surprised. I thought that maybe they would have gone to Seattle, and Christian would have come alone. I mean he is the only control freak out of them all.

"Yes. Ted is in the suite next door to us and asleep. He didn't sleep well on the flight over. My father is here, and waiting for my mother to arrive, which should me within the next hour..."

"Wait Grace is coming also?" I interrupt Christian.

"Yes and with Ava"

"So much for a girl trip" I shake my head. I get up and grab my cell phone. I know that Kate will be furious!

"Is Elliot in Kate's room?" I inquire

"Yes" Christian cocks his head to the side, unsure where I am going with this.

"And you will go back to Seattle if you are asked?" I ask to clarify his position.

"Yes, but only if the other Grey women, want their husbands to leave for Seattle also. No point in me taking the jet alone and sending it back tomorrow." Christian is obviously annoyed at the prospect of being sent home.

I can't help but have a mischievous smile on my face. "Get ready to leave, Mr Grey." I tell him as I ring Kate. "Kate, have you found you're little unwanted surprise in your room... Yep... Hang on what's that noise? Seriously you didn't answer the phone while... OMG." I drop my phone on the bed and can feel all the blood rush from my face. I feel faint after hearing Kate and Elliot. Christian jump up immediately and helps me on to the bed.

"Well I think it is safe to state that Kate's was very happy to see Elliot." I inform Christian.

"They weren't, were they... Not while she answered the phone?" My jaw falls down. Ana nods horrified.

"I think your brother just found some release. I don't even want to tell you what I heard." Ana looks pale.

"Do you want me to go grab him and take him home, so you girls can have your weekend?" I offer. Ana looks at me; I can tell she is undecided.

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to finish/write this chapter, but life is busier. I will be on holidays soon and will have more time to write then. Thanks to crystal9034 and I hope you review.

Maria Amore