We lazed the rest of the day away.On Christmas Eve we dressed and went out for a brunch, we planned an early dinner then, as was our tradition we’d ...open our gifts before listening to Christmas music and sipping on some of my special eggnog.We owned a cabin in the mountains about a two-hour drive from our house, it was on a lake where we could swim and fish in the summer but, in the winter it was lovely to walk in the woods. We would often see wildlife, rabbits, deer and the occasional black. "Just Thomas Sandy there is no need for you to say Mister. I can help with that yes I think so. Can you help me with my problem?" He asked not sure exactly how to phrase it."Um I think I can." She said as she opened the door. She hopped in to the car and shut the door. "Pull down the street a couple of blocks and there are these two old buildings with a parking lot between them." He drove down the street till he saw the two abandoned buildings "Turn in there." She instructed him and did as she. But married. 'Dammit!' I said to myself. Then it looked like you were at a stopping point and washed your hands and started across the living room, towards a bedroom I guessed. The warm glow of the bedroom light drew me towards your window. I didn't even have to get close, to watch you through the half closed shutters. My mouth dropped as you reached down and pulled the dress over your body in one graceful move, leaving you naked except for a lacy bra and shoes. My cocked was raging hard now.. I’ll help you with the dishes.” Grandpa told us to go on and he will help with the dishes.Jimmy excused himself and followed me out the door. Quickly he held my hand as I led him to the chicken coop. He was shocked to watch me put my hands under the chickens and gather some of the eggs. Then I told Jimmy to do it. He shook his head and said no. I think he’s afraid to get his hand pecked.The next stop was the stable where the horses and cows were. “Do you milk the cows, too?” Jimmy asked..