Martin's heart sank upon hearing what Miranda said. He tried to smile at her and pretend her question did not sting, but his voice crackled as he said, "Miranda, don't you recognize me? Martin. My name is Martin." his eyes searching for some kind of recognition from her eyes. "Why, yes, Martin, how are you, sweetheart?" Miranda said, smiling graciously, and her eyes acknowledging Martin happily. Then she buried her face on his chest and hugged him tightly. Martin's eyes welled up in tears, but he fought it back as he stroked her golden hair once more before saying, "I heard you were very upset earlier, tell me what happened, Miranda," carefully selecting his words to her, since Paulo's description of what transpired was a lot more aggravated than Miranda just being "upset". "Yes, yes, I was very upset, Martin. I couldn't find Isabel and I know she's really hungry and I was worried," Miranda said in a raspy tone. Clearly, she has been screaming, crying and her voice was hoarse. She looked up at Martin and then said in a baby voice, "Did you hide her from me, you silly goose?" Martin smiled at her sadly and said, "No, baby, I did not hide Isabel." Miranda pulled away from him, pouting. "I don't like it here anymore, Martin! I want to go to Japan," as she stomped her feet. "Anywhere you want, you can go, you know that, Miranda. You just need to tell me when and where, you know that, baby," Martin assured her gently. Miranda's blue eyes beamed as she ran to Martin's arms again and breathlessly said, "You are the best prince charming a girl can have! Oh, Martin, kiss me, kiss me now!" and she quickly pressed her lips against Martin's. Martin tried to end the kiss without upsetting her, but she kissed him with the passion he distinctly remembers from many years ago. Martin succumbed to the memories and started to kiss her back. His tongue in her mouth, she, accepting his tongue in return, and slowly intertwining hers with his. Miranda's hands started downwards on his torso as Martin tried to temper his arousal, but Miranda's lips pressed harder against his and he felt how lustful, soft and loving, her mouth is, that he closed his eyes and allowed her the action, the behavior he once knew belonged to Miranda. "NOOOOO, don't touch me! Don't touch me! Who are you? Get away from me!" Miranda let out an ear piercing scream as she pushed Martin violently. "Miranda, please, don't be upset, I'm sorry." Martin called out to her as Miranda ran to the window and sat down on the same chair and gazed out the window and started humming the same tune she was humming when Martin walked in.
"Kyle, come back to bed and stop trying to paint my sexy nakedness!" Charlene called out to Kyle. "Don't move, stay still," he told Charlene, but Charlene sat up and made a goofy looking face at him. She slowly walked towards Kyle as he watched her in all her naked glory. "C'mon Herr Karlsen, time to dip your paintbrush in something warmer than a tube of oil paint," she purred seductively. Charlene turned her back on him and bent down, and started to crawl back to the bed. Kyle immediately put his paint brush down and took his shirt off. "O, you dirty, dirty girl," he said huskily as he dropped his pants and crawled right behind Charlene and playfully spanked her ass. Charlene dropped to her side and rolled on her back as she guided Kyle between her legs, laughing and teasing Kyle even more as she said, "Ooooh, yes, I'm a dirty girl and I've been very naughty, I need more than spanking". Kyle kneeled between her legs, his face above her, watching her and studying her beautiful face while stroking her flame colored tresses. "I love you, Red, I have loved you since college," Kyle tenderly said to her. Charlene gently ran her hands on his face and with eyes tearing, she kissed him. "I love you more," she whispered in his ears. Charlene wrapped her legs around him and kissed him again. Kyle entered her as she let out a soft moan as he thrusted inside her. Charlene wrapped her arms around him as Kyle scooped her up, her legs still around his waist and sat Charlene on his artist's stool. Kyle slowly worked his lips down on her neck, then her breasts, sucking her nipples then back up to her neck again. Charlene used her hands on each side of her hips to hold onto the stool, and threw her head back as Kyle pulled her hips to go deeper inside her now, very wet pussy. "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum," she screamed, her breathing ragged as Kyle thrusted furiously. "Oh baby, stop, stop," Charlene suddenly said as she pushed Kyle off her gently, as she stepped off the stool, she leaned forward to it and arched her back while spreading her legs apart, "fuck me from behind, baby, fuck me hard", she said and Kyle fucked her until they were both spent. As Kyle gently kissed her back, he murmured, "Back in bed, model, let me capture your "I just fucked the most studly man on the planet" look." Charlene laughed as she walked towards the bed and plopped herself down, smiling alluringly at Kyle. "When will Martin be back?" she asked. Kyle stopped mixing the oil color and sighed, "Yeah, about that, Martin has been rerouted to Italy, Red. Miranda had an episode yesterday." he replied to Charlene. Charlene gasped. "Oh God, Martin must be devastated. My heart breaks for him. And Miranda," she uttered, sadly. "He has done all he can, he's just punishing himself everytime he goes to see her", Charlene added, trying to sound objective. Kyle nodded in agreement, "But, Red, if I was in Martin's shoes, I would do the same thing," he said seriously. "What about Alaina Gold?" Charlene asked, curious and hopeful that the answer would be that Martin wants to see Alaina again. "She's not a novelty to him, but she's not forever, either. My honest thought." Kyle ruefully responded. Charlene frowned.
Geno was grinning from ear to ear as Sonny and him drove to the hospital to pick up Alexa and "Jason Bourne", as they fondly call Nicky, between the two of them. "Yo, Geno, you look like you just swallowed the canary, mio fratello", Sonny chided him. "Indeed, my brother, indeed. I like that girl, she's beautiful, and check this out, she actually smiled at me when I took her hand when I opened the door for her", Geno boasted. Sonny chuckled. "Oh yeah? Ranger boy winked at me when I tried to open the door for him, and lemme tell ya, my heart-a skipped-a beat-a. Those green eyes, mio fratello, hunka hunka burning love, ay," Sonny joked before bursting into laughter. Geno gave Sonny a light punch on his arm. "Don't fucking make fun of me, Sonny, this could be the one!" Geno snapped. Sonny looked at his brother and shook his head. Concerned, he said, "Oh no Geno, c'mon, the chances of that, brother, I love yous and I don't want you to get hurt," he finally said seriously. Geno grumbled and gave him a look that told Sonny the subject is no longer open for discussion. "Have you met the girl our boss saved, Alexa's sister?" Geno asked Sonny to change the subject, but his tongue rolling out Alexa's name as if the woman is the Virgin Mary, herself. Sonny isn't clueless to his brother's behavior. He can tell he's hit hard with the Gold chick, hell, he can hear the reverence in his brother's voice as he spoke the broad's name! "No, I was with you out in the hallway. Maybe we will meet her today." Sonny replied. When they arrived at Harborview, Geno almost leaped out of the car even before Sonny turned off the engine. Sonny was thinking, "no, no, my brother will get his heart broken, or his neck broken, either from the hands of their boss Martin Green or Ranger boy, whoever gets wind of Geno's big crush on the Gold woman, first." Sonny started to get worried. Alexa's friendly smile made Geno's grin wider. "Hello again, thank you for coming right away. I was afraid I didn't give enough notice." Alexa said politely to both Geno and Sonny. "No problem at all, Ms. Gold." Geno beamed. Both Geno and Sonny exchanged handshakes with Nicky again, as the youngest sibling approached them.
Nicky turned towards Alaina who was just coming out of the bathroom, after she's insisted on a real bath instead of the spitz bath the nurses give their patients. Sonny's mouth dropped open. Aside from the black eye, the cut lip and the dark hair, Alaina was almost the spitting image of her sister, probably a smidgen prettier. No, scratch that, a helluva lot prettier because the green eyes stand out more, fuller lips and longer legs and hair. Nicky introduced the Gambones to Alaina as she climbed onto bed. She was friendly but the same thought as Alexa had, crossed her mind. "Are they mobsters?" she wondered. Sonny was thinking to himself that if his brother Geno is enamoured by Alexa Gold, he was struck by the lightning of love upon seeing Alaina. He was shaken from his romantic thoughts by Nicky. "You alright, man?" Nicky asked as he stared at Alaina. Sonny was unable to say anything but nod at Nicky. He was just admonishing Geno for being unrealistic with his attraction to Alexa Gold, only to find himself attracted to the big boss' girl. "Fucking irony, this shit", he thought to himself. As they were heading out, Alaina settled in the bed more comfortably and said, "Have fun guys, and say hi to Teddy for me."
Martin watched Miranda as she sat by the window staring outside while humming the same tune over and over again. She no longer responds to him when he speaks to her, or even when he asked her questions. Martin stroke her arm gently as he knelt beside her and she looked at him. She looked at Martin lovingly, and caressed his cheek. "Martin, when did you get here, honey?" she asked tenderly, "How was your day?" she added and gave him a light kiss on his lips. Martin smiled at her and said, "I just got home, honey and my day went well. How was yours?" he politely asked her. Miranda abruptly stood up and twirled around, smiling sweetly at him. "I finished early teaching my dance class and the kids wanted me to dance a solo for them, so I did. They were so happy. I am so happy." she said and hummed Swan Lake by Tchaikovksy. Martin watched this woman he was going to marry, lost a child with and his heart breaks endlessly as she twirled around, playfully calling out his name. Just as Martin was about to walk towards her, she stopped dancing and looked at him, eyes full of anguish. "Martin, I can't remember how to do the en pointe Arabesque! I can't remember the actual step to do it!" Miranda cried out. Her cries turned into wails as Martin tried to calm her down. She kept asking him who he is, again. Carolina and Paulo came in the room when they heard Miranda crying. They saw Martin looking broken as he asked them to send in the private nurse and Dr. Perroné. Dr. Perroné advised Martin that Miranda's condition is getting worse. Her brain deterioration has sped up and he cannot do anything more for her as her specialist, except to make it as comfortable for her as possible when the time comes. Martin thanked the doctor for the information and told him he wanted to be alone. Martin started up the stairs and went to see Miranda in her room and watched her private nurse brush her hair. Looking at her, she seems the epitome of health. Her beauty predominantly hides the "young onset dementia" of Alzheimer's. Martin smiled at her sadly when she looked up at him and the same blank and unrecognizing stare met his gaze.
"Kyle, come back to bed and stop trying to paint my sexy nakedness!" Charlene called out to Kyle. "Don't move, stay still," he told Charlene, but Charlene sat up and made a goofy looking face at him. She slowly walked towards Kyle as he watched her in all her naked glory. "C'mon Herr Karlsen, time to dip your paintbrush in something warmer than a tube of oil paint," she purred seductively. Charlene turned her back on him and bent down, and started to crawl back to the bed. Kyle immediately put his paint brush down and took his shirt off. "O, you dirty, dirty girl," he said huskily as he dropped his pants and crawled right behind Charlene and playfully spanked her ass. Charlene dropped to her side and rolled on her back as she guided Kyle between her legs, laughing and teasing Kyle even more as she said, "Ooooh, yes, I'm a dirty girl and I've been very naughty, I need more than spanking". Kyle kneeled between her legs, his face above her, watching her and studying her beautiful face while stroking her flame colored tresses. "I love you, Red, I have loved you since college," Kyle tenderly said to her. Charlene gently ran her hands on his face and with eyes tearing, she kissed him. "I love you more," she whispered in his ears. Charlene wrapped her legs around him and kissed him again. Kyle entered her as she let out a soft moan as he thrusted inside her. Charlene wrapped her arms around him as Kyle scooped her up, her legs still around his waist and sat Charlene on his artist's stool. Kyle slowly worked his lips down on her neck, then her breasts, sucking her nipples then back up to her neck again. Charlene used her hands on each side of her hips to hold onto the stool, and threw her head back as Kyle pulled her hips to go deeper inside her now, very wet pussy. "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum," she screamed, her breathing ragged as Kyle thrusted furiously. "Oh baby, stop, stop," Charlene suddenly said as she pushed Kyle off her gently, as she stepped off the stool, she leaned forward to it and arched her back while spreading her legs apart, "fuck me from behind, baby, fuck me hard", she said and Kyle fucked her until they were both spent. As Kyle gently kissed her back, he murmured, "Back in bed, model, let me capture your "I just fucked the most studly man on the planet" look." Charlene laughed as she walked towards the bed and plopped herself down, smiling alluringly at Kyle. "When will Martin be back?" she asked. Kyle stopped mixing the oil color and sighed, "Yeah, about that, Martin has been rerouted to Italy, Red. Miranda had an episode yesterday." he replied to Charlene. Charlene gasped. "Oh God, Martin must be devastated. My heart breaks for him. And Miranda," she uttered, sadly. "He has done all he can, he's just punishing himself everytime he goes to see her", Charlene added, trying to sound objective. Kyle nodded in agreement, "But, Red, if I was in Martin's shoes, I would do the same thing," he said seriously. "What about Alaina Gold?" Charlene asked, curious and hopeful that the answer would be that Martin wants to see Alaina again. "She's not a novelty to him, but she's not forever, either. My honest thought." Kyle ruefully responded. Charlene frowned.
Geno was grinning from ear to ear as Sonny and him drove to the hospital to pick up Alexa and "Jason Bourne", as they fondly call Nicky, between the two of them. "Yo, Geno, you look like you just swallowed the canary, mio fratello", Sonny chided him. "Indeed, my brother, indeed. I like that girl, she's beautiful, and check this out, she actually smiled at me when I took her hand when I opened the door for her", Geno boasted. Sonny chuckled. "Oh yeah? Ranger boy winked at me when I tried to open the door for him, and lemme tell ya, my heart-a skipped-a beat-a. Those green eyes, mio fratello, hunka hunka burning love, ay," Sonny joked before bursting into laughter. Geno gave Sonny a light punch on his arm. "Don't fucking make fun of me, Sonny, this could be the one!" Geno snapped. Sonny looked at his brother and shook his head. Concerned, he said, "Oh no Geno, c'mon, the chances of that, brother, I love yous and I don't want you to get hurt," he finally said seriously. Geno grumbled and gave him a look that told Sonny the subject is no longer open for discussion. "Have you met the girl our boss saved, Alexa's sister?" Geno asked Sonny to change the subject, but his tongue rolling out Alexa's name as if the woman is the Virgin Mary, herself. Sonny isn't clueless to his brother's behavior. He can tell he's hit hard with the Gold chick, hell, he can hear the reverence in his brother's voice as he spoke the broad's name! "No, I was with you out in the hallway. Maybe we will meet her today." Sonny replied. When they arrived at Harborview, Geno almost leaped out of the car even before Sonny turned off the engine. Sonny was thinking, "no, no, my brother will get his heart broken, or his neck broken, either from the hands of their boss Martin Green or Ranger boy, whoever gets wind of Geno's big crush on the Gold woman, first." Sonny started to get worried. Alexa's friendly smile made Geno's grin wider. "Hello again, thank you for coming right away. I was afraid I didn't give enough notice." Alexa said politely to both Geno and Sonny. "No problem at all, Ms. Gold." Geno beamed. Both Geno and Sonny exchanged handshakes with Nicky again, as the youngest sibling approached them.
Nicky turned towards Alaina who was just coming out of the bathroom, after she's insisted on a real bath instead of the spitz bath the nurses give their patients. Sonny's mouth dropped open. Aside from the black eye, the cut lip and the dark hair, Alaina was almost the spitting image of her sister, probably a smidgen prettier. No, scratch that, a helluva lot prettier because the green eyes stand out more, fuller lips and longer legs and hair. Nicky introduced the Gambones to Alaina as she climbed onto bed. She was friendly but the same thought as Alexa had, crossed her mind. "Are they mobsters?" she wondered. Sonny was thinking to himself that if his brother Geno is enamoured by Alexa Gold, he was struck by the lightning of love upon seeing Alaina. He was shaken from his romantic thoughts by Nicky. "You alright, man?" Nicky asked as he stared at Alaina. Sonny was unable to say anything but nod at Nicky. He was just admonishing Geno for being unrealistic with his attraction to Alexa Gold, only to find himself attracted to the big boss' girl. "Fucking irony, this shit", he thought to himself. As they were heading out, Alaina settled in the bed more comfortably and said, "Have fun guys, and say hi to Teddy for me."
Martin watched Miranda as she sat by the window staring outside while humming the same tune over and over again. She no longer responds to him when he speaks to her, or even when he asked her questions. Martin stroke her arm gently as he knelt beside her and she looked at him. She looked at Martin lovingly, and caressed his cheek. "Martin, when did you get here, honey?" she asked tenderly, "How was your day?" she added and gave him a light kiss on his lips. Martin smiled at her and said, "I just got home, honey and my day went well. How was yours?" he politely asked her. Miranda abruptly stood up and twirled around, smiling sweetly at him. "I finished early teaching my dance class and the kids wanted me to dance a solo for them, so I did. They were so happy. I am so happy." she said and hummed Swan Lake by Tchaikovksy. Martin watched this woman he was going to marry, lost a child with and his heart breaks endlessly as she twirled around, playfully calling out his name. Just as Martin was about to walk towards her, she stopped dancing and looked at him, eyes full of anguish. "Martin, I can't remember how to do the en pointe Arabesque! I can't remember the actual step to do it!" Miranda cried out. Her cries turned into wails as Martin tried to calm her down. She kept asking him who he is, again. Carolina and Paulo came in the room when they heard Miranda crying. They saw Martin looking broken as he asked them to send in the private nurse and Dr. Perroné. Dr. Perroné advised Martin that Miranda's condition is getting worse. Her brain deterioration has sped up and he cannot do anything more for her as her specialist, except to make it as comfortable for her as possible when the time comes. Martin thanked the doctor for the information and told him he wanted to be alone. Martin started up the stairs and went to see Miranda in her room and watched her private nurse brush her hair. Looking at her, she seems the epitome of health. Her beauty predominantly hides the "young onset dementia" of Alzheimer's. Martin smiled at her sadly when she looked up at him and the same blank and unrecognizing stare met his gaze.