Laura was working at the stove and I came behind her and wrapped my arms around her chest just under her breasts. As my nose came close I inhaled. "Ho...ey, you smell all woman and I love it. With testosterone-enhanced olfactory nerves, I doubt if I could resist you."I got a chuckle from her and she said, "You seem to find the oddest but sweetest things to say."My hands did not move till she had to get something else and I released her then. I put my hands back, but one was pointing up between. She immediately picked the empty coffee cups and went to the kitchen.I just followed her and stood behind her. Touching my entire front to her back.She was washing the cups, I held her hand as if I am helping her in washing. She got angry and said stop, take your hands idiot.I immediately took my hands and without a thought rested my both hands on her hips and started rubbing her hips.She said this is not good, you r going beyond the limit. Immediately, I cupped her left breast with my left. The moment the door was closed behind us, she dropped her school bag on the ground and stood straight in front of me. Through the thin white transparent wet blouse, all her body curve was visible. Upper portion of her breasts were clearly visible as she was wearing a half cup bra. Both the nipple poked out for gain more attention.Then I moved my vision towards lower part – her white skirt was dripping wet and got semi transparent made her legs visible. She then slowly turned to show her back. The influx of slaves into the upper territories meant that the rich families got richer, but the younger sons of the yeomen class were still where they always had been, stuck working the family farm for their eldest brothers. Wilhan provided an opportunity for their future. Similar provisions were made for widows.The slaves, the remnants of Wilhan's army, and the new men coming down, quickly developed the land, and within five years Wilhan had a thriving farm community around his rebuilt.