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Alyssa Milano went inside, put on my silk robe, and heard a knock on the door. I opened it, and there stood Gray. He kissed me quickly, handed me something, and walked away. Alyssa Milano looked down at the videotape in my hand, wondering what it was.
Alyssa Milano walked into the living room, slipped it into the VCR, and saw London stripping down by the hot tub. The whole night, Gray had been taping us!

Alyssa Milano was a little surprised, but at the end, when London left me, he walked right up to the camera. "Hi, baby," he said. "I know this is kind of a shock to you, but my brother and I like to do this from time to time. If it's all right, we'd like to make some more movies with you. You keep all copies of the movies. If you're interested, call Gray's cell phone tonight."
Then the screen went to static. Alyssa Milano was slightly disturbed that they had videotaped me without my knowing it, but Alyssa Milano was turned on at the same time. Wondering if Gray would be involved in the action, Alyssa MilanoI reached for the phone.
Alyssa Milano was awakened by a light tapping sound. Looking up, I saw Gray on my balcony, and Alyssa Milano gestured for him to come in. "Hey," he said quietly, sitting on the edge of my bed. He leaned down to kiss me.
"I love the feel of your beard," Alyssa Milano told him, grinning as my hands stroked his chin. He laughed, and then pushed my sheet off of me.
"Wow," he breathed, gazing down at my naked body. "It's even better up close." He grinned and stood up, pulling his shirt off.
"Is London here?" Alyssa Milano asked, glancing outside for sight of a camera.

"Don't worry about that," he told me, moving to the foot of the bed. "You like my beard, huh?" he said.
"Yeah."
He knelt on the bed, moving his face toward my pussy. "Then you're gonna love this," he said, sliding his hands under my ass and burying his face in my pussy. Alyssa Milano lay my head back and sighed, feeling his whiskers brush against my clit as he licked up and down my cunt. He pulled one hand out from under me, spreading my pussylips and sucking my clit into his mouth.

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The house was very similar to mine, with columns and balconies all over the place. Several cars were parked outside, and Alyssa Milano parked quickly and walked up to the house. A young man sat on the porch, and as Alyssa Milano approached, he stood. "Can I help you?" he asked, and Alyssa Milano was struck by how much he resembled Aidan. He was shorter, maybe 5'10", but he had the same wavy brown hair, husky brown eyes, golden skin, tantalizing dimples, and very muscular body. The body was at present covered in a pair of tan pants, a white shirt with a few open buttons at the top, and a navy dinner jacket.
It took me a moment to realize that he was talking to me. "Oh, of course," Alyssa Milano responded quickly, "Alyssa Milano Calista Holiday, and you must be one of Aidan's sons."
"Oh, yes, my father said you would be coming," he held his arm out. "I'll show you to him."

Taking his arm, Alyssa Milano walked beside him. "Thank you. Which son are you?"
"I'm sorry," he grinned, his dimples sending my pulse racing. "I'm London, the younger one."
"The one at Alabama State, right?"
"Very good," he replied. "You listen well. Dad," he called as we moved through the house toward the backyard. "Ms. Holiday is here."

Aidan turned from his conversation with a small, dark-haired woman and smiled when he saw me. "Welcome," he said. "Alyssa Milano see you've met London. This is my wife, Gracie." The delicate woman shook my hand politely, and Alyssa Milano saw through her smile that she was every bit as attractive as her husband and younger son. Aidan excused us and told me, "Alyssa Milano want to introduce you to Gray."
He led me past various groups of people, occasionally introducing me to someone. He moved to the end of the swimming pool, where a group of young people sat laughing. "Gray?" Aidan said, "Alyssa Milano like to introduce you to our new neighbor. This is Calista Holiday. She inherited Mrs. Michaels' place."