"Oh, I'm not sure Gabrain, but it's worth having a go at. It's another of those things we need to think about and try and make connections. If it work... it could be very useful."I'm not sure he was convinced by my rather weak answer but he let it go nonetheless.I left him to search out my potter and the smith. I sat them both down and described some of the things I wanted. From the smith I wanted a range of oblong moulds and two iron 'stamps'. I described the stamps as heavy iron weights with. Her blouse was open down the center now. She wore no bra. He could see the magnificent full thrust of her bosom, the heavy, exciting undersides of her breasts, the deep, lush valley between them."Why, physically, of course," she answered. "Steven and I are students of a wide variety of physical cultures. For example," the concluded, leaning forward, placing her hands on the Irishman's cheeks, "touching." She lowered her mouth to his, her lips pursed, but open.Paula was thrusting her tongue deep. I'd like to do that all later... you're free for the rest of the afternoon?" Oh, certainly," I said."Great. I'd like to take a closer look at these pictures... with you around so I can compare them. Would that be all right? After lunch, of course." That's be great." I winked at him. He responded with a smile.We went back to ordering; the food was delicious! All the while, Phil and Richard both watched me closely, obviously taking pleasure in my appearance. I'd taken care to dress especially for. I didn’t know what to expect, the way things have been going good in my life lately, but I was always skeptical even when someone smiled at me anymore. Kasey did say she was excited about what her Daddy and Ken Morrissey were working on. I hope I’m not expecting too much; I really did enjoy it when we had ice cream the other day and when we met in her office, she was full of excitement as she told me all that they were planning and I just knew she almost hugged me twice.I wonder if her daddy.