We had another heat wave yesterday. The temperature went up to 38 C, depending on the city area, but no lower than 36 C. My Prince stayed at home with the children. My Ivy too. Since it was a national holiday, we were preoccupied with domestic guests who filled our restaurant and bars to the maximum (the beach and the pool are open only for the guests of the Hotel). Our workers didn’t have time for a short break, so we had to engage those who work in other shifts to come and help. Of course, they would be paid for extra working hours. My Ivy didn’t like when my Prince asked her to go to the Hotel at least for 3-4 hours and help in whatever she can, but she obeyed him and she came to work. She made my Fran and me laugh when she said:
- I don’t get it, Princess. Am I so annoying or boring that he had to send me away?
When I, kissing her, tried to say that it wasn’t the reason why he told her to come, she said:
- I know, honey. He’s OK. I am just trying to find some stupid reason to blame him for sending me away.
She kissed me and she went to help wherever help is needed in her domain of work. My Prince also worked from home doing some phone calls and E-mails. My mom called me when my Ivy returned home. She was melted seeing her jumping into my Prince’s arms and wrapping her legs around his hips she showered his face and lips with kisses and “I love yous”, “I missed you sooo much” and similar.
Mom (to me chuckling): I can’t describe her love for him for I have never seen anyone loving her man as she does. You know how much I love your father and how much Zdenka loved Marko, but this …. this is something worthy of admiration. …. The moment she entered the house and saw him, she was all over him. And she was absent only some 4 hours. I wonder what she would do to him if she would be absent for much longer.
I confirmed her words. My Ivy was in love with men before, but never like this. My Prince is the first man she loves “fanatically”, with all her being. No wonder for he is the only one who touched her soul and loves her unconditionally and without reserve. I am very happy for her that she, like me, found the love of her life. Anyway, since Mikey and my Prince couldn’t go to our beach, my mom filled out the bathtub with water and she made a small pool for Mikey and Precious, who loved it very much. When I returned home after work, I didn’t enter the house. Walking toward our beach I called my Prince and said I desperately need refreshment and that I will get into the house after I satisfy my need for swimming in the sea. I jumped into the sea and started to swim and dive. My luvs watched me from the house and I knew they were eager to hug me and kiss me, but I had to have my “5 minutes”. When I was done, I ran up to our hill and after quick kissing my 5 luvs (the fifth one is my mom), I took a shower. Then we ate together although our children ate earlier. They wanted to make me a company. My angels. Mikey was sitting on my lap telling me about how he and his sister spent the day. Precious was so cute helping her brother when he was stuck trying to say so much in a short time. She filled the empty places. Then we put the children to sleep and we went to our bedroom and made love. My, I soooo missed my luvs’ kisses, touches, and my Prince’s big fat cock deep inside me. After one, but great and long orgasm I slept too.
When we got up, my Prince asked us if we want to go out for ice-cream. We said yes. The children were very thrilled that they started to dance and sing. LOL. We took a walk to a nearby public beach where was a restaurant, pub, and ice cream place. My luvs carried our children on their shoulders. Oh my, I loved being together and was very proud of my luvs and children. I was tempted to shout: “This is my family and I love them more than anything in the world.” The beach, like the restaurant and ice cream place, was overcrowded. My Prince asked us if we want to wait for a free table or if we want to go to another place. The children loved the place and they said we should wait. Then they ran to a nearby playing ground to play. We watched the kids all the time even when we kissed ignoring pointed fingers and comments about us. When we finally got to the table, we sat and I wiped our children’s hands and faces with wet napkins I always have in my bag. We all had very big cups of ice cream. Seeing our children wanting to wipe their sticky hands on their clothes, I screamed “Noo, Mikey!” and” “Don’t you dare, Precious!” My Prince and Ivy died laughing watching me preventing our children to mess up their clothes.
Anyway, sometime later, a family with a small dog sat at the table near us. When they put the dog on the table and a small bowl with water for it, my Prince started to boil. He grabbed Mikey and put him on the table in front of him. Seeing what is happening, my Ivy did the same with Precious. (For those who don’t know. My Prince hates to see animals on the table). Very soon a waitress approached us and asked us to put the children down. My Prince got soooo red in the face that I thought he was going to explode. He was pissed off that the waitress said nothing to the dog family, but us. My Ivy told him gently: “Let me handle this, honey.” She walked a few steps away with her and demanded to see the manager or the chief of the shift. When the manager came, she told him:
- This is outrageous! Since when do dogs have more rights than children to sit on the table? And where do you have a fucking sign, that the dogs’ can and the children are forbidden to do that? (We had a similar scene some weeks ago at the beach restaurant on the other side of the city)
The manager didn’t have the answer.
Ivy: You will tell these dog's shit eaters and cock suckers to move their dog off the table or I will call my friend who will lock up this stinking doggery for good! And then, I will press the charges against you for humiliating our children making them less worthy than a fucking dog.
The manager was very scared and asked the family to put the dog down. They did, but they left the place too. Then my Prince, showing the manager his police badge, told him:
- Here is what you gonna do tomorrow. You will put the sign in a very visible place “No dogs allowed on the table!” I will come with my associate tomorrow afternoon to check if you hung the sign. If you wouldn’t have a sign, you would be out of the business, for some people like us didn’t come to enjoy ice cream with the dog’s smell, saliva, and hair. Understand?
The man said he understands and my luvs helped our children to finish their ice cream. Then we started to walk home. My Prince was in bad mood. Suddenly he said:
- I wish I can ignore it. I truly do, but I can’t. It makes me outrageous that dogs have more rights than children. I hate such perversion. It’s sick and unacceptable.
My Ivy hugged him and showered his face with kisses and “love yous”. She was telling him something to his ear. I don’t know what she told him, but whatever it is, it helped. His mood changed and he was cheerful again. Anyway, when I asked her later what she told him, she replied smilingly:
- Only the things he wanted and needed to hear.
Me: What things, honey?
Ivy: Think, Princess … what did we say to the manager?
I remembered the scene and I said:
- You can’t be serious, honey?! I thought you only intimidated him. Will you truly lock up his place if he wouldn’t have a sign tomorrow?
Ivy (kissing me loudly and smiling): “Bingoooo, Princess!” The money we get from fucking dog servant on the trial will go to the children’s budget. He’ll not humiliate anyone’s children, anymore.
Why am I not surprised? My Ivy wasn’t like that before, but by the time, became more and more like him, she turned into him. They think alike and they always support each other without reserve. (I do too, but not in this matter). I am against their idea, but opposing them wouldn’t change their mind at all. On contrary, being incredibly stubborn, they will continue with their idea with even more eagerness. Although we must be unanimous about common decisions and plans, my Prince doesn't follow that agreement when it comes to our children and we know why. So, I decided to drop it. Anyway, we came home, bathed the children, gave them supper, and put them to sleep. Then we had our evening routine after what we watched “Thor - Love and thunder”, a shitty movie that is the trash of all trashes. Of course, we ended the day with nice sex.
Edited by Evaloves4