Coupled with the mini camera recorder hidden in his overnight wash bag and carefully wedged and positioned earlier to capture the shower cubicle and r...om in general, the tiny waterproof bullet shaped camera was easily and securely concealed in an identical toilet freshener in exactly the same place, the reason for his venture into town after arriving. It replaced the earlier freshener he had found on arrival, hanging below the lavatory bowl ring. OK he reasoned, he would obviously catch Pop. ." Eryk chanted and the name plaque on the desk changed from saying 'Franco Bailey' to saying 'Elaine Summers'."What the hell are you doing?" Franco demanded."Elaine, I know you hold all the knowledge required to run this company so I am giving you the chance, which is more of a chance than Franco ever gave you!" Eryk said to Elaine, "And now to make the office a little more in keeping with your tastes!" Don't you dare, I'll pound you into pulp if you don't let me go now!" Franco threatened. We did so for my wife's asthma more than anything, though at the time we had no idea she would soon be fighting an even greater problem than that. She had breast cancer, which turned out to be a rather aggressive form of it on top of everything else. At first, we kept it from the kids of course until such time as she began really radical treatments. We'd hoped with that, she'd be one of the lucky few and beat it. She wasn't. None of us were prepared for the rapidity of her decline. It felt like. By very slowly moving my fingers.I slowly took my head out of blanket covering her naked boobs – looked around – Nobody was there. I unzipped my pants & took out my already stiffened tool. I pulled her hand & pressed my tool on her hand. She took her hand away! I again pushed it into her hands. She softly held it. I took my hand and made her to slowly shake it. She did it well.Somehow, I wanted to fuck her very badly. I tried to position me over her – she pushed me away. But, she continued.