She has her own bathroom right outside her bedroom. My wife went away one weekend to visit a high school friend leaving me alone with granny. I' m not...much of a cook and had planned on eating take out most of the weekend. When I got home from work that Friday night I was welcomed home by granny with a home made meal on the table. I was surprised. Granny had never cooked anything since she had moved in. My wife did all the cooking. It was an incredible meal. Now I know where my wife got her. Christine's hair was always up in a teased style with a big pleat at the back topped with big curls which was a turn on for me and I was pleases she had asked me.She said start like this by feeling through the hair for hair pins and pull them out.Her hair felt hard and rough from the hair spray and I felt like pushing my hard shaft through it but kept quiet.Soon all the pins were out and she said now pull out a small section with your fingers like this and then start combing at the ends working. Lucinda in her true army vet way of thinking wanted to use more of the plants. It would also cut down on our waste disposal problems. We could run the whole plant through a grinder, then boil the hell out of it. The next step would be to reduce the water to an oil. We could then use it in a baked product of some kind. It would be easier to disguise and the medical pot clients might even like it better.I needed to talk to Lucinda and Gerome soon, but I forced myself not to rush into a. She raised her glass to it now in a mock toast. ‘To Family and to Love,’ she said to her reflection in the dressing table mirror. It made her think of her own family — when was the last time she’d called her mother? When was the last time she’d seen her mother? ‘Another of the cons of this job,’ she sighed out loud. There was a knock at her bedroom door. ‘Just a second,’ she called out, replacing the files back into her case before walking over and opening the door. Lewis and Lianne were.