Mollie came over and greeted me, tail furiously wagging. She'd been quite a help with the supervision of the cottage makeover. At least dogs still lik...d me I mused.I watched Teresa as she turned to face me. No offer to make myself comfortable was made. She looked absolutely gorgeous, hair pulled back in a ponytail, a nice dark blue wool sweater that accentuated her breasts, jeans that hugged her perfect legs and ballet flats on her feet. She crossed her arms in front of her. Her face was. Today it came late. She climbs on the bed and kneels there, arse pointing towards the door; her cunt - already tender and moist, opening like a fleshy, pink flower - will be the first thing they see when they come in. Distantly, she hears the lift ping. Footsteps in the hall. She pulls on the hood, lowers her head. Her nipples graze the covers, make her utter a soft sigh.The footsteps stop at her door. A tentative knock. Not a housekeeper's rattle, it's still too early for that; this is a guest. He was 57years old so 11 years older than her! Her husband had a good job whereas e was out of work having worked on the oil rigs for many years as a rigger. He was a rough diamond who drank far too much and more often than was d***k but there was something about him. He was divorced and had had several partners over the years. He had smooth talked his way in to her life and a couple of days before had persuaded her to take him home to his bungalow where they had done nothing more than have a. They would get a chance to catch up with Tami before they joined me at the Range Ranch for Christmas.I'd wrapped up training for the movie last weekend. I would see Tish and Dylan on the set for any refreshers I needed. I enjoyed my acting class with Kate, Terrance and Cheryl. Cheryl was planning on going to Broadway and audition over Christmas Break. Kate told me she thought Cheryl had a shot at making it. I was going to miss them.The other person I was going to miss was Paige. Her internship.