We don’t have morning family coffee every Sunday, but most of the time. So, we didn't have it yesterday. My Fran was very cute when he showed up in the morning in our bedroom when we played with our children. (He is a family and he has the key just like Lidija and Stipe, Silvano and Antonio). Our children happily ran to him to hug him and kiss him shouting “Uncle *Raaan (*Fran but they do not pronounce ‘F’). So while they were exchanging kisses and hugs my Prince teased him:

- Why did you come you vulture? It was a wonderful morning until you came and ruined it.

Fran (smilingly): Good morning to you too, Prince. Although it is always a pleasure to see your barbarian sporty body, I haven’t come to see you now …. (to me) – Princess, I apologize for the interruption, but I can’t wait till after lunch. I must hear it now …

I smiled, kissed my luvs and children and I went to the kitchen where I made tea for us and I started to tell him about our group sex, every act in detail. He made me smile whenever he commented “Really?”, “Prince, did that?”, “Unbelievable” or “Wooow”. He was very aroused listening to my report, but he, unlike us, could control his arousal because he isn’t a sex addict. Anyway, after the report, he went home, had sex with Stipe, and returned with him for family lunch. Our moms cooked.

After lunch, we took a short nap and we had sex under the shower before we went out with our children. Silvano was with us. We found a very nice café with a terrasse. Our children sat in our laps at the beginning but later on they ran around our table chasing each other and laughing. We taught our children not to be loud and not to disturb other people when we are in public. We had a great time until one of the two guys who were sitting next to our table spat near our table and the children stepped in it. My Prince reacted very politely:

- Excuse me, sir, we wish you wouldn’t spit on our side. It is not only unhygienic, but our children are stepping into it. If you must spit, please, do it on the side where there is no one or use a napkin.

The guy ignored him and he spat on our side again after a few minutes. My Prince stood up silently and punched him hard in his mouth making him bleed. Then he peacefully and undertone so that the children wouldn’t hear him told him:

- If you spit on our side one more time, I will make you swallow your teeth and break your jaw, stupid fuck!

When the owner came with the waiter to check what happened, Silvano took them to the side and explained the situation and who my luvs are. He asked those two guys to pay for their drinks and leave the place. Then the waiter cleaned the spits. Anyway, my Ivy was thrilled with my Prince and she sat on his lap and showered him with kisses and “love yous”. When Mikey asked his tata why spitting is wrong, my Prince explained to him. Indeed, he never spat on the street or in the public. He always used the napkin which he threw in the garbage afterward. If there was no garbage can nearby, he put the used napkin in his pocket and throw it in the garbage later. He is a true model of a decent man.

Talking to my dear LL friend, @dharvinia over PMs, I told her how blessed we are with our parents and how sometimes I am not aware of that blessing. Namely, both parents accepted my Prince as their son and my Ivy as their daughter. Also, they accepted our children and love them equally (except my father who gives a slight advantage to Mikey for he is his blood and the male firstborn) but he loves Precious too. He was never mean or rough to her and he accepted her as he accepted her mother and father in the family - as his own). Being with us every day and liking to be with us is showing how much they love us. And we love being with them. Yes, we are truly blessed.?