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parasol you n

and picked the most elaborate parasol I can hold on to. Knowing my mother f

." There's a steely edge

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ghly, then tied the rib

your age, mind the simplest de

mom?" I ask

ut You. You should be perfec

eyes and mom dismissed my inquiry

ide along my dearest Portia,

another word, for Sunday mass

ilot. After half a day serving the Lord, I held a solem

hat while elegantly having a chit chat

t a shock in my lifetime an intense 6 foot man with patrician features and solid built, l

and to my horror she makes a sma

mpting he strolled

simple jabbing at my side, instinctiv

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and continue appraising me while l

on felt the heat of his desire emitting from his eyes, and my over mannerly corre

thout batting an eyelash, mom accepts. My mom

rty linen for the neighborhood to see, now, solicitously salivating for a morsel of attentio

when mom held my hand. I looked downward and stop what

side of door, I refused to look at him for the second time because at th

pleasantries. Out of nowhere Mia came, lithely walking t

man inside the villa, as you always instr

at Mia's direction. I refrain from chuckling knowing

om politely and abruptly e

sure for me, until next

ely. My mother eyed me, cataloguing my reaction, noting the colors of my paled face and the err