Ifanything my makeup looked better and I felt wonderful.when I was dressed she said to me "Darling I love you so much.I would never do anything to int...entionally hurt you. Trust methis will be a wonderful evening. Now go down stairs and pourus a drink and I will be down in a very few minutes."What she had said seemed slightly odd but I went down as directedand as I waited I posed in front of the mirror, twisting,turning, admiring my lingerie and loving every second."Close your eyes, darling,". The sinks were built-in to the marble counter tops, and very well installed. Off the kitchen, in an alcove, I found a sixty gallon hot water heater and it was working just fine. The washer and dryer were expensive and front loading.All in all, it was a good set up.The living room was a bit stuffy for my taste, and the dust had settled everywhere since Tommy left for school that fateful day. It was obvious that I’d be busy getting things ship shape for the next week. There was a very comfortable. He felt his face grow hotas he blushed. Harold knew he would never get used to being treated thisway. She walked slowly around him, taking in every aspect of hisdemeaning costume, at the same time letting him get another eyeful of herzaftig contours. He wanted her so desperately but knew that his chancesof ever bedding her again were nil. That was one area where even she, inall her cleverness, couldn't keep him hoping. Lela nodded approval andtold him, "Now prance off to the kitchen and. What she had to decide then was how old she wanted to say she was. She decided to exaggerate to the point he knew she was lying but to make it kind of funny, “nineteen. . . how old are you,” she replied? He looked at the young beautiful girl, looking her up and down, pretty sure she wasn’t 19 so he also decided to exaggerate about his age so he replied, “twenty one.” They both laughed looking at each other. Knowing each other was telling a lie. They both wondered about the other and both.