I wondered off in thought as I checked out Mrs. Raymore’s body. I notice that her eyes are attempting to re-establish the conversation. I am pretty ...ure she was aware that I was checking her out. “Well let me have a look at your fuse box. A look wouldn’t hurt” I said.“I would love that.” She blushes a big smile and even does a few cheerleader claps. “Follow me in”. she says. She pivots 180 degrees and begins to walk towards her front door. I follow staying a full step behind. Of course I. Inside our room, I tried to embrace her as she stood, still bundled in her winter coat. She moved away from me asking: "What are you doing?" I thought this was an odd response, she usually removes her coat as she comes inside the door, but tonight she was using it as a barrier. Her jacket extended down about mid-thigh. "Just give me some privacy, and we can talk after I change and take a shower," she replied. I was slightly confused as she always undresses in front of me. At first thought, I. He saw me staring at his cock and then rubbed my back and down my side brushing the sides of my tits. I was blessed with nice full tits that were firm and perky. I liked it as his hands brushed against the sides of my tits thru my sheer gown. He then laid me back down on my bed and began to rub the front of me and across my tits. As he touched my tits he told me I had nice big mounds with great nipples. I had never felt anything so amazing before. He then raised my gown and looked at my tits. Thus began a more systematic search for knowledge on how to use his laptop.Eventually, he got back to his search for a method to move heavy weights. That led to articles on leverage, but nothing he found would work for something like a panther jammed into his entrance passageway. Frustrated, he stopped to cook breakfast.Gertrude eventually returned to her nest but would not come any nearer, even while he was cooking. Abigail and Hortense remained at the end of their tethers, refusing to come.