And Andrea smirked softly. Oh yes, the stamina of youth indeed.<br/><br/>He draped a leg over the other man's after Jay had moved to lay down beside him, and again that dashing, handsome smile slowly blossomed on the Italian's lips. He listened, and nodded softly before he spoke.<br/><br/><em>"Sounds very nice, Signore. I think I'll take some time for the gym, maybe some swimming in the sea later on."</em>He chuckled softly.<em>"Other clients? Not that I know of right now, Signore."</em>Andrea winked softly, tracing his fingers slowly up and down Jay's arm while he spoke, with a soft sparkle in those dark, dark eyes.<br/><br/><em>"Hmm..si. I'd like that very much, Signore."</em>He smiled, dreamily almost.<em> "I'll find us a good Italian Restaurant in town, si? Good wine, Pasta and music.."</em>He took a breath, smiling, still. Someone apparently wasn't only good in bed. He was cultivated, too. And he grinned when he was straddled, both of the Italian's hands resting on Jay's ass cheeks when he looked up to the older man, with a soft grin.<em>"No obligations I am aware of yet, Signore." </em>Andrea winked again, softly so.<em>"But if you wish...I'm yours. For as long as you wish."</em><br/><br/><br/>