Nervous, for lack of a better word. We all talked to her, and it helped, a little. I was worried that maybe her time had finally come, and she was goi...ng to leave us for her well deserved rest.“It’s got something to do with the Bible. Every time I take it out I feel her hovering. It doesn’t seem to make her angry, or sad, just ... anxious. She won’t tell me what it is. Maybe you guys can get her to tell you. Either way, I think she needs resolution on whatever is bothering her.” Grandma had. She excuses herself without her army, and gets in line at the bathroom door. She dances slightly in line as I approach. I lean in. “Hey, I know how to get to a bathroom on the second floor.”Kira looks at me, slightly dazed. Her pouty lips set in a worried frown.“George has the upstairs entrance locked. Only the main floor is open.” “Nah, George and I are cool. I can get in.”She looks drunk as fuck but still unconvinced. “Suit yourself.” I say with a shrug. “ You just seemed in a hurry to me”She. "Ruth hastened to agree."Don't let my sister-in-law hear you say that," said Anna, "or she'llput her prices up." Still worth it," said Ruth. "Plus Maria doesn't speak English, so wecan talk about her and she won't understand." Watch it," said Anna. "She's learning!"They all laughed. I refilled their coffee cups and passed round thechocolate biscuits, giving no sign of understanding the conversation.= = =When I had finished clearing up after the bridge players' refreshmentbreak I went back. "Linda, baby, I've wanted to do this for such a long time, ever since you were a tiny tot," he said, losing all control."I wish you had, Daddy... fucked me when I was a tiny tot." She groaned and threw her head back. "Oh, Daddy, fuck me now; make up for all the lost time."Her arms were tightly around him, pressing her tits against his hairy chest. Her fingernails dug into his back, but he felt no pain. Her movements became jerky, faster and faster, harder and harder. She was nearing her orgasm,.