The overhead light was on, as well as the two night table lamps. It was obvious that he wanted a ‘good’ close up and personal view of Beth’s pus...sy and ass.A silly thought crossed Beth’s mind. If she had known that she was going to be doing this, she wished that she had at least trimmed her reddish pubic hair so it wasn’t so ungainly and long. With both hands, Beth drove her fingers through the fine curls and down over her puffy pubes. He watched intently as she massaged her mound, thinking how. So I jumped out on weekends and some evenings to help with the heavy lifting and to get Trey in the sack. Trey treated both with equal enthusiasm, and I certainly couldn't complain about the results of either one.Jack Pelham was still riding high on the big, fat check the museum had received from Walter Bourchier, and from the publicity of the restoration, as well as the coup of having a part of Bourchier's collection on display at the museum. I had begged off the PR part of things, and flush. ~~~~~ //~~~~I don't know how we made it home that night! We had made gluttons of ourselves! The cherry cheesecake Hilda had made for dessert was just enough to make both Wendy and me groggy. The youngest of the group, four girls, and one boy, retired to the 'family' room where we stifled yawns and talked about what changes we might see in the New Year. It was after all, the three quarter mark of the century! Hell, Neil Armstrong's footprints were still relatively fresh in the dust on the. Abigail was eternally grateful for her auntie sending her abroad to the best schools where she studied, art, music and philosophy. After Daniel and Mikayla announced their engagement, Abigail felt shamed into saying that she actually wanted to pursue a vocation as a nun and Paulina had promptly sent her to the best nunnery in Italy. Surprisingly, Abigail had found peace at the convent tucked away in the mountains, but her Mother Superior lovingly accused her of trying to run away from her.