When Mom got up from her chair, Kenny did too! As Mom closed the sliding glass doors, she looked over at me and smiled.Shortly afterwards I went upsta...rs to my bedroom to use my computer. When I was walking down the hallway Kenny's door was open, but he wasn't in there. Mom's door was closed, so I quietly walked over there and put my ear against the door. Oh my God, I could hear the bed creaking and the sexual sound of sweaty naked bodies slapping together! Kenny was really giving to her good!. He said nothing. His face was firm with the hard bone structure that gave him the chiseled look of some older movie stars. His eyes were blue. They could be soft and warm but now they were icy cold. He had a hungry look on his face. His hands were long, the fingers slender. His nails were perfectly manicured. His hair was wavy blond. He was upon her in a couple of quick strides. She struggled as he grabbed her by the wrist. He pulled her up off the floor and pressed her arm behind her back and. Steve finished in Suri's mouth about the same time Linda finished her cleanup. Steve took her out of the cage, and into the shower, where he fastened her to the wall and cleaned her throughly.Once Linda was clean, Steve dried her, then took her, leashed and wrists clipped behind her back, into the dining area for breakfast, which consisted of a plate of scrambled eggs on the floor in front of her. She licked the plate clean, literally, and Steve rewarded her by hand-feeding her some bacon and. We walked out into the parking lot and I led my new traveling companion to the Winnebago. "This is yours? I was wondering who had the motorhome when we pulled in here! This is usually a trucker place–a motorhome kinda stands out!" she said."Yeah welcome to 'Chez Anderson'! Come on in, I'll show you around," I said. I unlocked the door and held it open letting her go in first."Hey, this is pretty nice! I always wanted to see the inside of one of these things! This is cute!" she said."Well, here.