No luck unless someone dropped out.The day trudged on. Hannah made a round of tea for the older staff and herself. Upon her return a few of the staff ...ooked sad. One of the tenants had died the night before. He was a bit of a character with a history of alcohol abuse but he was well liked. It became apparent in the next two hours that he’d left an empty spot in the diabetes support group.Hannah contacted the organisers and talked them in to taking Marion at short notice. They agreed. It was 2pm. ..I can do massage,if you want...Auntie...".He was trembling,he was excited,he watched her in the face,she smiled and said "Oooh,thanks! You're very courteous!".So he sat on the sofa,near her sexy feet,he took them in hishands and he move them on his legs,near his hard cock;then he started massaging them softly while he was smelling their light fragrance.After 5 minutes that he was massaging,he thought "It's time to find a way to lick her feet!!!",she was very relaxed,his hands were. “What about our accounts?”“We have to be online to have friends,” I picked it up, “as you plonked us out here in the middle of nowhere.”“You have to be online to stage a live AC/DC concert above the living room!” he wagged a finger at us. He was wavering a bit though, because I’d put my arm round Lils.“There’s the annex,” I said, “then you wouldn’t have ‘boom boom boom’.” The house is made from an old barn, and across what used to be the little farmyard is another converted barn but smaller,. “They are the films of the documents”, said Toinette,”I had to give the documents back to show I hadn’t passed them on.” Annie nodded and smiled. “Thank you”, said Annie, “You are very brave”. Toinette kissed her and Annie put her arms around her neck and kissed her back. The two women, locked in a tongue kiss, fell sideways on the ground. “Did you bring it ?”, whispered Toinette in Annie’s ear. “Of course”, giggled Annie. She took Toinette’s hand and moved it to her tummy and down her crotch..