She is reading a magazine and hasnt noticed me. She is wearing a set of pink pajamas that consists of a top, that looks somewhat like a t-shirt, and a... pair of pink pajama shorts. Hey I voice shyly. I move my eyes up to her eyes from staring at her large breasts. Oh, hey She responds enthusiastically, looking up at me over the top of her magazine, Want something? She asks looking a little confused as to why I want to talk to her, because of our age and sex difference, we dont really speek much.. It had been a very worthwhile tour from Scott's perspective. He had shown his people his heir and had set in train several new improvements that could increase the lordship's capacity and capability tremendously. There was one thing that sounded a sour note however; the people had still not put the raid on Iona behind them. Scott could sense the strength of feeling that was still there, barely below the surface. He knew that it would fester over the winter if he didn't do something to address. Susan could only nod her head and answer just as softly, "Yes sir." Shouldn't that courtesy be returned," he questioned?Susan nodded her head again and said, "Yes sir."Bill glanced at Hanna standing transfixed with their words."Hanna, kneel down on the other side of your mom so you can help. After all, your mom is doing this so you don't have to sit in your sisters juices," Bill instructed.Hanna didn't say a word but she immediately dropped to her knees beside her mom. She glanced at the hard. I don't know yet."He shook his head in amazement. "Okay. Whatever."Alan saw Suzanne walk the rest of the way upstairs. (She had paused, wanting to hear what Susan's idea of 'breaking in' was like.) Then he found a spot in a remote corner of the living room where he could watch the proceedings from a distance without being disturbed while consuming his snack.It was a good time for introspection, while he waited for Brenda to get herself ready. I suppose this evening will be pretty typical of my.