Iris slid her hand through my arm. It’s OK Margot ... really, she said simply, “Come on! Lets show you the kitchen garden.”Later, in the cool of... the library we relaxed into deep cushioned armchairs and with each of us holding a generous glass of brandy Iris took a deep sigh and began quietly recounting her life at the Manor to me.“Ronald and I took over the Manor when we married. It was a bit run down. But we got things going; and Ralph was born.” Iris sighed at fond memories. “The place became. When she finally descended the stairs, she seemed to still be surrounded by an atmosphere of gloominess, of distress. ‘Daddy…’ she began as she approached me. I set the newspaper on the coffee table and she sat beside me, leaning into my shoulder. I draped an arm across her shoulders, just like I had done with her countless times as she had grown up, and she sighed into my neck. ‘Something’s been troubling you, baby,’ I finally noted aloud. ‘What is it? What can I do to help?’ She shook her. He was already turned on, and what she was doing escalated his passion to almost unbearable levels. ‘Oh, God, Abby!! That feels too good!!! I…I have to…have…you!’ Lee groaned. He pushed her onto her back and began kissing her nipples, feeling her warm body moving sinuously against his as he pressed down on her. ‘Take me, Lee!!! Please!!! Take meeeeee!!!’ Abby groaned, spreading her legs, pulling at him. ‘Please, darling, I need you!!!’ Lee lifted his hips and felt Abby’s hand slide between them. " Whuffo'?" Jus' do it."Velma left the bacon and shuffled over, "What?"Ed stood and took his napkin to her face, working on the streaks of pancake mix. "White ain't your makeup color." Velma suffered this attention shakily. "So, ain't no kids this week?"Velma glanced at Boris and licked her lips. "Not fo' a while." She locked eyes with him. "Ain't the way Ah'd do things."Ed nodded and sat. "Goin' to burn that bacon..." An' dat be MAH fault? Wit' yo' jogglin' mah elbow, tellin' me what ta do?".