My Ivy always shares things with Antonio, even very intimate ones, just like I do with my Fran. They are very close friends. So, she told him how the chief of the police didn’t yell at them and didn’t suspend them for beating three vandals who trespassed on the Hotel beach and shit on it. Antonio told my luvs that when they left the chief’s office, he called him and told him what happened. On Antonio’s question why he took my luvs’ side, he said:

- They piss me of very much but I have no trustworthy people like them. If I suspended them, I would miss yelling at them when they screw up beating vandals. And they … ahem … they got under my skin … But hey, don’t you dare to tell them that.

Antonio said it to my luvs. He wanted them to know that the chief cares about them. After that, with Antonio's approval, my Prince sent an SMS to the chief:

- So, you like us after all, chief. That’s nice of you.

My luvs and Antonio blasted in laughter when the chief called him a few moments after receiving an SMS shouting at him.

Antonio told my luvs not to worry about it, the chief wasn’t seriously mad with him.

Since Mister “XXX” and his family were leaving on Sunday night for the capitol because they were returning to the States, Dad Boss organized a big gathering at his house on Saturday since our house is too small for such many people and the Hotel is full of guests. Again, there were some 30+ people gathered on the barbecue. My dad was in charge of the barbecue and he insisted that my Prince will accompany him. He got my Ivy too, since my luvs are inseparable. We had a great time talking about everything, we sang, shared anecdotes, and similar. In the end, we had a very solemn moment. Dad Boss invited us to make a toast to Mister “XXX” and his family saying among other things (in short):

- As you know, Mister “XXX” and I became business partners first and that partnership turned into a friendship. He helped our business a lot, he is trustworthy and respectful. I will always be grateful to him. Now, I think it is time to officially welcome him into our family …. I raise this glass in his honor and say: “Welcome to the family, Mister “XXX”.

We all rose our glasses and repeated his words. Oh, my, he and his wife were so touched, that they wiped the tears of their eyes. He said he accepts it and that he is very honored and privileged to be a member of our family. Of course, accepting him into our family meant accepting his family too. We had a big family lunch in Sunday in a very nice restaurant. Mister “XXX’s” treat. My luvs and dad Boss drove them to the airport in the evening for they had an early morning flight. I was very curious to know what Mister “XXX” gave to my Prince as a gift. I couldn’t wait to hear it, so I called my Ivy and she told me:

- Honey, you won’t believe what he gave to him …. A ***** (the five stars means I am not allowed to tell you what he got. It was his explicit desire).

Me (excited and surprised): A *****???!!! I can’t believe it! And did he accept it?

Ivy: He did but after a long persuasion.

Me: What made him change his mind?

Ivy: The family “trap” he always fails on, and which Dad Boss uses when he is stubborn … He hugged him firmly and said: “Listen to me, Prince. I am your third father since yesterday, remember? I want you to obey me as you obey Dad Boss and Dad Livio … Prince, I love you like my son and beg you to accept it and do the best you can with it.” And …. Prince capitulated.

My luvs were very lucky they weren’t home when the whole family gathered to watch the finals between Croatia and Spain. Oh, my, they wore national sports t-shirts, held a beer in their hands, and tried to be smart saying: we shall win if this and that players are playing, and they said many other “ifs”. Malicija was among the loudest sitting near my dad who approved her every word. Our moms and I went to the balcony and we enjoyed ice cream. When I needed a “dose”, I went to our bedroom and fucked Irena good. I heard comments like the match is boring, players move like zombies, and similar. Anyway, the Croats lost 4:5 after overtime and penalties. Our guests left very quickly afterward commenting on the match.

Our beach looked better by the time, the shack was set in its place, and the boat dock was finished but everything was still very messy. Seeing how much we (read: me) miss our beach, my dad offered extra money to workers to work on Sunday so that our beach will be done sooner than planned. And they did. The beach was done yesterday, after 8 days of working 10 hours a day. I couldn’t wait to come home and see what they have done. Malicija was driving with me and I was very excited and a little bit feared that I might not like it. Buuut, coming home, I ran straight to our beach, and seeing it, I started to jump and scream joyfully. It looks fantastic, much nicer and better as my dad told me it would. When I opened the shack I almost passed out how well it was done. There was a small kitchen with a fridge, a small bathroom with a shower and toilet shell, a big air mattress that five of us can lay on it, air-conditioning, new curtains, a stereo, even an 80 cm LCD TV and some other things our parents put in. Hearing my joyful screaming my mom and dad brought the children and I showered my parents with thousands of kisses and “thank yous”. Then I took our children in my arms and after kissing them plenty, we danced in the shoal. My dad told me that he tested the new boat and he drove our children in it who loved it very much. When my luvs arrived home, I showed them the new beach and the shack and they were thrilled with it. After our evening routine, we first had sex in the sea and then in the shack after a nice cold shower. Then we returned home. Who is the happiest one of all? Of course, me, my luvs’ Princess.