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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 19

Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: Diary, Female/Female, Romance, Written by women, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

"Said him and Lindsay were going to the waterpark." "Oh, don't worry," I sighed, gently squeezing Pamela's elbow. "I know you miss them both, sweetheart. They will be back home late tomorrow night." "I'm happy that Lindsay gets to spend all that quality time alone with Jeremy this week," Pamela countered. "I'm just more worried for Amy. She is doing much better than yesterday, but I know for a fact that Amy is not the same without Jeremy around. He sort of, I don't know, grounds her, or something." I smiled at her. "Jeremy has that effect on all of us. That is why we love him so much. One of many reasons." "You know what?" Pamela purred, wrapping her arms around me from the side and grinning broadly. "What?" "I love you." "Awwwww," I groaned, moving in closer and bumping noses with her. "I love you too, my sweet, precious, little Pammy." "PAMELA!" I chuckled at her reaction. It was forever priceless to me. She and I shared a thoughtful hug and kissed each other before reclining back onto the grassy knoll beneath us and gazing up at the blue, summer sky. Shredder returned with the ball in his jaws, only to drop it beside Pamela and whine some more. She tossed it into the distance again. "You think the two rug-rats are still napping?" Pamela asked, obviously referring to Kaden and Piper. "Oh yeah," I responded, glancing at my wristwatch. "It won't be time for them to wake up for another 45 minutes. Regardless, Trish and Scarlett are there to keep an eye on them. If either ... wakes up, I told Trish to text us both." And just like clockwork, there was a buzzing in my pocket. No, it was not a vibrator (although that would have been insanely awesome). Rather, it was my cell phone. Trish texted and said Kaden was throwing a fit. So much for my walk with Pamela! Ahhhhh, the joys of parenthood... * * * A good two hours later, I was in the kitchen with Pamela, hovering over her shoulder and essentially eavesdropping on her activities. With a five inch height advantage, it was easy for me to do so. It also annoyed Pamela to all four corners of the globe, which made it fun and totally worth my effort. Pamela was naturally shy and serious; this was my way of breaking down those walls and interjecting some humor and spirit into her life. "You're over-seasoning that chicken." Pamela let her mouth fall open. "I'm sorry. I thought I was in charge of sauteing the chicken and you, nosey girl, were on mac-and-cheese duty. Did I miss the memo?" I pinched her side playfully. "No, Miss Priss. I'm just looking out for my dinner. I'm hungry." "Ouch. Then you shouldn't abuse the chef." "I shouldn't. You're right." I closed the distance and kissed her on the cheek. "Sorry for the abuse, Chef Sexy." Pamela exhaled slowly and even grinned, obviously enjoying the attention, the flirtation. "Totally worth it." All six adults (Pamela, Devon, Trish, Amy, Scarlett and yours truly) and the two babies (Kaden and Piper) had an easy dinner at the table. Pamela's chicken came out a ...