Mike sat at the table with the rest of them, he looked at the macaroni cheese, then smelt it. "Well, it looked and smells ok," Mike said, Grace shared it out on to the plates, and Mike tried it. "Mmm not too bad, maybe a little more salt and pepper, mother use to salt and pepper every lair." Grace went to the kitchen and came back with her notebook and the pepper and salt, she wrote in her notebook under macaroni cheese, salt and pepper every lair. Mike added the extra pepper and salt, then did the taste test again, looking at Grace he said: "Perfect, just as good as mother used to make, you have got it bang on." Everyone added the extra salt and pepper and when each plate was empty they sat back in total contentment. As Grace went to get up from the table and take the empty plates to the kitchen, Roger grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards him, looking up at her she said. "Sweetheart you are a natural." The second coarse was the homemade ice cream with fresh bananas, and again all bowls were clear at the end of the meal.

Mike and Nann went out onto the balcony, it was almost dark, and the first stars were twinkling in the evening sky. Grace bought them out a cup of tea each then rejoined Roger. On the balcony Nann apologised for what happened in the shower, but she so wanted to do it there, she just could not help herself, then she said. "By the way sweetheart, you can forget any hanky panky for the next few days." "Oh," Mike said. "Does that mean I get to sleep for the whole night tonight?" As he said it he patted her bottom, Nann tried to sidestep, but the balcony was just not wide enough, she yelped, more in surprise than pain. Grace was stood at the balcony door. "Not another love tap," Grace said, Mike looked at her and nodded. "Will she ever learns," Mike asked. "She will eventually," Grace said. "I did, but in my case, I ended up over Roger's knee one night while his parents were out with friends. it was a case of skirt up, knickers down." then she stopped and though. "Yes, it was six on my bare bottom, I had the hand marks there for a week. But I will say this for your father." she was looking at Nann. "The lovemaking afterwards was fantastic. Still is, if the truth be known.

Roger was at the balcony door. "Grace love, I'm going to hit the hay, I'm tired, and there's a lot to do tomorrow. Goodnight you two, see you in the morning." he kissed Nann on the forehead, and as he went to leave, he gave Grace a slap on her backside, she also tried to move, but it caught her on the right cheek, she also yelped, then said. "Seems I'm needed, see you both in the morning

Mike and Nann stayed on the balcony for some time, the moon was now up and gave off a beautiful glow to the whole area almost turning night into day. As they stood with there arms around each other kissing, Mike was making plans for Saturday in his head, they could not swim, so he thought that they should maybe go off for the day, maybe Rabat and the silent city, they could have lunch in Rabat and then late afternoon have a cold drink at the kiosk on the grass. "Michael, love, are you ok," Nann asked. "Your miles away." "Yes love I'm fine, I was just thinking about Saturday and what we can do for the day, that's all." "Well, we cannot go swimming, well I can't, but then if you want to go for a swim, I can sit and watch, and can top up my suntan. By the way, what time do you  have to be on board tomorrow." "My duty starts at 12, and I should be home on Saturday between 6 and 7 am. depends how long it takes to walk down Manoel Island road, and how long it takes to catch a bus at that time in the morning." "Well love, when you do get home, come to bed and have a cuddle, I'll be waiting for you." "To do what," Mike asked. Nann giggled. "Listen, love, just because we cannot make love, there are other things we can do, that are just as much fun." Nann looked at her watch. "It's after nine," she said. "I have got work in the morning, come on love, let's get our heads down

In the bedroom Mike was still thinking about Saturday, in the end, he said. "We will take the bus into Rabat, have a bite to eat then head into Medina, what do you say." Nann looked at Mike. "Whatever you say, sweetheart, I am happy to do whatever you want." Mike watched as Nann removed her bra and put her nightdress on, he also noted that she had left her knickers on, but he had read up on female problems, including the monthly week of hell as some women call it. Mike needed to understand about this woman who was to become his wife, and if she, as it seemed, had no wish to discuss her situation, then he had to learn from someone else. So one morning while on duty the squadron doctor came on board and Mike had a word with him, the following day Mike was given a package and told once he had finished with it to return it to the Jimmy. Mike spent his off watch hours reading the book, and by the time he had finished it, he was fully conversant with the workings of the female body, so watching Nann at this moment, he didn't question her, he just pulled back the sheet and they slid into bed and cuddled up. Mike didn't even touch her bust, because he now knew that to do so was a little painful for her. Mike kissed Nann for one last time, then turned over so that their bottoms were touching, and they both fell asleep

Mike woke up just as Nann was getting out of bed, he grabbed her waist and pulled her back. "Hello darling," she said and sat back on the bed they kissed and Mike felt Nann's tongue running across his teeth, he opened his own mouth and allowed his own tongue to explore Nann's mouth, and for a few moments, the pair of them battled for supremacy. In the end, they both had to concede, Nann moaned into Mike's mouth then pulled away. "You bugger," she said. "Why do you do things to me that I love so much and I cannot return the favour in a way that I would love to do." Mike smiled at her a twinkle in his eye. "Go on, have a wash." he said, "I'll be here waiting for you when you get back." There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Mike said. Grace came in with two cups of tea. "Oh," she said. "All alone I see." "Yes," Mike said. "Maureen's in the bathroom." "Ok Michael," Grace said. "When they have both gone, I'll get your breakfast, and we can have a chat." "Ok," Mike said. Once Maureen has gone to work, I'll have a wash and shave, then join you in the lounge. Thanks for the tea." Grace made to leave the room just as Nann came out of the bathroom, Grace kissed her daughter on the cheek saying good morning darling. As Nann got dressed Mike sat in bed watching her"You look real sexy in that N.A.A.F.I. uniform." Nann turned away from him and wiggled her bottom at him. "Come here," Mike said. Nann looked at her watch. "You have two minutes, so be quick. once more they held each other and kissed, as they did  Mike let his fingers climb up Nann's lower thigh, as he got halfway up, he felt Nann's hand over his. "Stop love please, I need to go to work," she got off the bed and made to leave the room. "See you Saturday morning, love you." she then blew him a kiss at the door and was gone.

Sat at the table, Mike was looking at a plate of scrambled egg on toast with two sausages, plus a mug of coffee. Grace joined Mike at the table with her cup of tea. "Ok," she asked. "Thank you, yup, just the way I like it. So, what do you want to talk about, future mother in law." Mike said Grace looked at him a smile on her face. "Don't be cheeky." She said, but deep down she felt good about being Mike's mother in law, she liked this young man a lot, she liked the way he treated her daughter and the way he showed respect to both Roger and herself. "Yes Michael, I do want to talk about the wedding. As you know, both Roger are not that religious, we go to church when we have to, like divisions, Easter and Christmas, but we do know that your mum and dad were regular churchgoers, and was wondering if they would be offended if Maureen was not wearing a pure white dress for the wedding."

Mike listened to all that Grace had to say, then said. "Well you know, she is not a virgin any more, and to be honest, to wear pure white, would be a little hypocritical, wouldn't it, so what do you suggest as a good colour to wear." Grace had a big smile on her face. "I reckon oyster would be nice, it's not white, and it's not grey." She then left the table and went to a large sideboard. Coming back and sitting down she gave Mike a piece of material to look at. "What do you think," Grace asked. The piece of material was about a foot square, Mike picked it up and had a good look at it, it felt soft and very silky, in his mind's eye he could visualise Nann standing beside him in a long dress made of this material. Then standing up, Mike asked Grace to stand up, she looked at him, wondering what he was up to, but stood next to him. Mike then said. "The other day at the cafe when you kissed my cheek and Maureen wondered what the hell was going on, I said you were her older sister, so, let's see." Mike gave Grace the material and asked her to model it for him. Grace held the material up to her body and with Mike, eyes almost closed looking, he said. "Mmm not bad, I like it, yes, let's go for that shade of white." They both sat down again and finished off there drinks making small talk, as Mike went to get up out of his seat, Grace looked at him. "Do I really look like Maureen's older sister." Mike went up to Grace's seat, then putting his fingers on both her cheeks he kissed her mouth gently. As he pulled away he saw that Grace's face was bright red. "You two." he said are like sisters, with you being the older of the two, Roger and I were the lucky guys that met the pair of you, he got you and I got Maureen, but, and this is  the important thing, we both, got the best of the best." As Mike turned to walk away, he felt a tap on his backside, turning back to face Grace he saw the huge smile on her face. "Just a love tap son in law." she said." Mike left the room.

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