I sat my musket aside and ran the steps to a huge hall with a very high ceiling crossed by dusty beams and hung with banners, armor and weapons of all...kinds. A smoldering fire burned at the far end and two people, one of them obviously a woman from her flowing hair and swirling gown, struggled there.I ran to the pair, tossed the lean man aside and took the woman under one arm enjoying the feel of her. Her assailant scrambled to his feet, cursed me foully and ran for the stone steps at the side. She said that she can’t go like that as everyone will think negatively (she pissed in her clothes). I told her not to worry because I have a solution for this. I gave her the bed sheet which I am using it on my bed and told her to go to my room, remove her saree and petticoat and wrap this bed sheet around her body. I asked her to give her wet saree and petticoat to me so that I can iron that wet clothes (saree and petticoat).She first told it’s OK Then I convinced her by saying come on, don’t. One night when my wife was out of town, Cindy and I met for dinner. I was all horned up looking at this petite 100# 5-0 long brown hair brown eyed hotly with firm 34 d sized implants that defied gravity. She was in a very tight blue cocktail length dress that showed off her womanly curves. As we finished dinner I got a plan. She got up to go to the lady's room and I told her to take off her bra. When she came back she had done just as I asked and her areola and nips were outlined by the. My wife Carla replied while giving me a shifty look and a smirk. Ohhh Bah humbug. First you dont give me a grandchild and now you dont give me the recipe for these amazing cookies. What else are you going to keep away from this old lady? Mom!!!! Weve already talked about the grandchild thing. You know were just waiting until we can get out of this apartment and into a house. I said as I stared her down. Your father and I raised you and &hellip, I cut my mother off before she could get another.