She stood there kind of trembling. I moved down with the panties. In the dim light of the bedroom I could easily see her naked silhouette. My eyes wer... so adjusted to the light that when they came in contact with the rather hairy patch of fur between her legs (I loved the naturalness of her pussy and insisted that she not shave), I gazed at the fur-covered triangle for several excited heartbeats. My thoughts were not very husband-like.As I looked at that beautiful mound of hair, with her pink. At first Tom couldn't even find the words tosay hello."Hi Mr. Glass," Ben said with little enthusiasm in his voice. Tom stillsaid nothing. Instead, he lifted his left arm at the elbow, gave a curtwave of his hand and let it fall down by his side again. Ben shrugged theodd behavior off and asked, "Is Kimberly here?" Bell Beb, sheth up starths," Tom said dribbling ice cream around amouthful of spoon. He spat out the spoon, "Ah crap!" Tom complainedwiping off his shirt. "Ben, what are you. .. You know, you're probably right. It'd also make more sense on our returning from Boston straight to St Joseph. It'd probably cut off a couple of hundred miles. Let's talk to Andy tonight." How many horses and how many mules are you planning to take?" Sam asked."I figured on two horses each, and two or three mules." Make that four mules and I'll agree with you. If you divide the load up, they'll be able to move faster. You said there's about sixty pounds of gold, didn't you?" Yeah, about. In the morning we easily find some simple, but sexy dresses for her and get back all her lost luggage at Amsterdam airport.The afternoon is very pleasant as we stroll some canals and I tell her bits of the history of the buildings we pass and the famous artists who had lived there:"This is the daily queue for Rembrandt's house, and there's the synogogue, whichexpelled our only famous philosopher Spinoza, the first real free-thinker here".Second sexy spanking eveningTogether we make dinner..