She has long brown hair that is thick and wavy and big almond eyes. She is half Italian and half Greek and reminds me of a young Julia Roberts, with a...gentle voice and big brown, long eyelashes. The sliding bed was one that slid through a hole in a wall which left my wife protruding half way out so that her legs and waist vanished behind the edifice, or the flat, monolithic and hard wall. She looked up at me and smiled. She knew that I loved her and was always there for her no matter what. That. She was wearing a brightly colored sundress that contrasted beautifully with her tanned skin tone and the low cut along the top gave me hope that we could get some interesting shots sooner rather than later.She had prepared us a nice, large shrimp salad and iced tea which was welcome as we talked a bit about our lives, jobs and such. She was animated and lively, a fun person to be with.After our lunch, she asked where we should start and I told her that her bedroom might be good if she wanted. Once he understood the situation, he was very accommodating, and offered to have teachers print out their lessons and assignments at once. Randy could study them at home to the best of his ability. When his arm had healed mid-summer, he could come in and pass a series of quizzes to make sure he had sufficiently mastered his studies for the semester. If he passed, he could move on to tenth grade in the fall as if nothing had happened. The family got into a its new routine by the end of the first. But, ah...We’re still using a condom, right?”She tittered a little. “Why?” she asked innocently. “Afraid of a baby?”“Well, yes. Actually I am,” I said, a little forcefully.“Don’t worry; that’s been taken care of.”“Pills? I mean, they don’t work 100% of the time…”“Something more permanent than that,” she said with a smile. “But I don’t want to get into all that now.” She pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss; her tongue forced it’s way into my mouth, playing with the underside of my tongue,.