. Liz whispered ever so quietly, leaning her head so I could feel her breath as she did so. I could smell her perfume and it made me flush with a rush...of sensual pleasure and I could feel the rise of erotic energy in my whole body. The guy had stepped slightly more into view where he was now clearly seen through the sliding glass door as the camera panned back to see the whole scene. I glanced over at Moira who seemed completely engrossed in the voyeuristic view we all now shared. The young. I grabbed my normal clothes and put them on over the top of my underwear and left my room and started to get everything ready for when the delivery men turned up. I had about an hour to wait and I was getting quite nervous but still very turned on and then suddenly I jumped as there was a knock on the door. I walked over and opened it to be greeted by this big heavy built guy. He told me he was here to deliver the cooker so I let him in and showed him the where the old one was and new one was. ”“And what about me?”“Pretty much the same thing. At this point, I’m taking things one day at a time. We hit it off pretty well at the wedding and I really enjoyed the time we spent together.”“That’s a nice euphemism!” she giggled.“I’m serious. Yes, the sex was great, but I enjoyed dinner, watching the Reds, and dancing at the reception a lot.”“In some ways, the sex was a mistake,” Elyse said. “I’ve never done anything like that before or since. I don’t even really know why I did it that night.. “Good luck. I burn if I so much as step outside in bright sun!”“Sit please,” she said, indicating the cushions by the table.I sat down and she came to me carrying a large bowl, a pitcher, and a towel. She removed my shoes and carefully washed my feet. I remembered from the Sutra that this was something the wife was expected to do. She was doing this voluntarily, but it still slightly offended my egalitarian sensibilities. It was something we’d have to discuss. When she’d dried my feet, she put.