He would be home about noon onSaturday. It took me a minute to gather my wits and remember who I wassupposed to be. I was about to tell him he had a w...ong number when Irealized it had to be Sylvia's husband. I felt lucky he didn't justshow up at the door right with me in Sylvia's body. I didn't want todeal with that. With Sylvia's voice I told him that was great news andI missed him. I felt strange doing it, but I wanted to keep Sylvia'slife on track. Sylvia and I both made it through work and. Isat down at the table and said "Good mornin' Grampa". I saw him turn aroundwith, to me must have been the most happiest expression on his face that Ihave ever seen. "Gooood Morning" he said. I soon realized that I was in thekitchen with no underwear on and that grampa only had his underwear on whenusually he would have a T-shirt and some shorts on. While grampa wasfinishing the last of the breakfast I began to stare at the bulge in hisbriefs. I was remembering last night and how great it was. She looked pretty good and felt pleased with herself. Returning to the chair she asked him how he wanted her to pose. When he asked her to take off the camisole and replace her jacket she did so without concern, though she turned her back on him until she replaced her jacket. He told her to choose her own poses then made suggestions' to improve the look' he said. Occasionally he would adjust the gape of the jacket or the d**** of the skirt and she quickly became comfortable with the brush of. There were only two wooden doors in the main room which occupied the whole of the front of the building, an open spiral staircase led to the upper floors of the house. The back wall of the entire room was made of sliding glass sections allowing the entire room to be opened to the courtyard containing a pool just like the one Morgan had at his old house. Morgan led the girls to the west door which opened onto the kitchen. The women gasped as they looked over the large expanse of stainless steel.