The dull throbbing between her legs increased at the idea of being filled again, making her muscles clench in anticipation. It was as if he was still ...inside her, pinning her down, pushing into her, pushing her over the brink of pleasure with every measured stroke. She brushed her fingers across his chest in a sweeping gesture, too sated to lift her head and look him in the eye. ‘Would you’ve imagined that when we met, we’d be here…like this,’ she mused, certain of his answer. She often. ." Boy Howdy! You sure aren't." She commented."But, my daddy raised a gentleman. I should have used a warm spoon to put that marvelous alabaster orb you dangled in my face back inside your blouse." I laughed, "you did make it hard..." I did all that and more," she chuckled." ... for me to do that," I continued, "since you hadn't brought in the silver yet." I could tell nearly from the first moment we got up here, I was going to have to do something different to get you between the sheets, on. " Good. Well, someone will be round to collect you after doctors' rounds tomorrow and bring you down to the torture chamber." She patted his hand and winked at him. Reg could not help but smile back at her."I won't stay now," she went on. "I'll examine you tomorrow and we'll make a plan of treatment."She bounced off.At two o'clock both Daphne and Eleanor arrived, virtually together. For no good reason Reg was embarrassed but made the introductions."You must be very proud of him, Mrs. “No occasion, guys. Just wanted to something nice for you two love-birds,” she said through her food. We looked at each other, puzzled. We knew what she was doing. She was reading our faces to see if we’d broken her promise. Genuinely, we did not. We knew we wouldn’t have been able to pull it off. So we sat there in silence and ate.“Good food, Mom,” I said. It was honestly some of the best lasagna I’ve ever had.“Thanks, Jessie,” she replied, wiping her mouth with her napkin. “You two want.