As the dark room begins to grow lighter, I can now see my beautiful wife, Katie lying by my side. She is wearing her normal sleep wear, nothing. I can... now see the gentle curves of her small frame. As I watch her still firm breasts rise and fall with each breath she takes, my mind drifts back to years past.Now the room is light enough that I can see the small heart shaped tuft of hair that has had the spot of honor just above her pussy for over 30 years. Slowly, as the light increases I can see. He wasn't bad--perhaps the best. It was quite a transformation, the way he looked so respectable in his vested suit, the ideal of the dependable American businessman, but then could be transformed into a cunt maniac by the mere sight of pussy. She liked to see that change. It began when he loosened his tie, pulled it lower until he seemed to be getting to work on some project, then the look in his eye changing as he unbuttoned his shirt and ex posed the fact that he wore no undershirt. That. "As it was Maggie's call came less than an hour later."Tanya," she said, "about our last discussion. I might need your help after all."Tanya allowed herself a smug smirk at the other end of the phone."The Minister is just back from Cabinet. There's a commitment to go ahead with the detention service project before the end of the year. And apparently the party is making a manifesto pledge to provide funding for its use domestically, grants for those that need them and so forth. It seems the PM's. He hung his cloak on autopilot and wandered in the direction of his usual table. His thoughts were disrupted when he realized there was someone already there. Two someones to be exact."Well, hi there, son," Martha said, amused by his distraction. "Long time, no see." Hello, Rob," Liz added shyly."Mom! Liz! Wow," Rob exclaimed.Rob pulled his mother from her chair to give her a kiss and a hug, reaching out to shake Liz's hand."How have you been?" he said as they all settled down.His mother went.