The top gaped open almost as much as the blouse I wore yesterday. The bottom was even worse. If I stood still with my legs close together I was more o...r less covered. But every move I made caused the sides to separate and expose a flash of my small, tightly trimmed pubic hair and the dark line of my pussy that led down from the point of the V.He admired the view and enjoyed my consternation for a moment. Then he said, "Sit down. I want to see what happens."What happened was just exactly what he. Mr. Lindstroem is a little more diffident and shakes my hand. But he does it with a warm smile. They lead me to their car and we have a 90 minutes drive to their home. It’s a wonderful wooden house in the midst of the Swedish woods. We enter the house and the Lindstroems invite me to sit down on a sofa near the open fire. He prepares a pot of Swedish glogg and we take a drink that warms our bodies. After the exchange of some courtesies Mrs. Lindstroem brings me upstairs to the first floor to. Sure, let’s do it.”She looked only slightly mollified, and I moved closer and held her nearest hand while the doctor started her procedure. The ultrasound equipment was located on a rolling cart. She threw some switches, turning on a cathode ray tube monitor, and then she washed her hands and squirted some jelly on the end of a flat ended tube sort of thing, the transducer. The sheet was pulled away from Marilyn’s midsection, showing her oversized belly, and Doctor Harrington placed the flat. Leslie serves breakfast and coffee, and they talk in general without touching the subject both are keen to discuss. Abbie.Knowing Tim so well, Leslie realizes she will have to open the topic, so finally asks. “What happened after our brief talk last night? Did things go, okay?”Replying, Tim tells her about going back to Abbie’s flat, his almost walking away again, but Abbie opening the door to him. Abbie’s tear-stained face, and the tears he had shed too. And how they just fell to kissing.