Or why come to that.At this point I decided that mulling over events wasn’t getting me out of needing to go to the loo and I was also hungry, though...fortunately not hung over. Once my ablutions were out of the way I headed downstairs quietly as the house was still in silence. In the kitchen I found a tired if cheerful Wendy loading the dishwasher, dressed in a pink fluffy robe complete with a serious case of bed head.“Morning, Peter. Your wife is asleep on the couch where she passed out last. Thomas reappeared with a clean Maggie and she watched Father and Daughter interact. She wasn't sure if he was ready for baby Maggie, but when she'd told him, he'd been so excited she knew she had been foolish in ever doubting he'd want another.Maggie eventually found her way into one of her Grandparent's arms and Thomas found his way back to her side. "How ya feeling?" he asked her."I'm okay," she told him. "A bit tired, but otherwise okay." You look tired," he said, then jumped back when she. Then she pulled back and smiled at me, clearly trying to repay my kindness. I found her some more food and a T-shirt to wear. I had some work to do on the computer and she stayed curled up on the floor next to my feet, clearly tired.When I needed to sleep I made her a pallet on the floor but she got in bed with me and snuggled close. I didn’t have the heart to eject her. Oh, I had tried to learn her name and the best translation I could pronounce was “Dori”. That seemed to work okay with her.I. I move behind you now and rub both hands up and down the inside and outside of your legs, teasing your entire body with my touch. I can tell you are extremely excited at this point and your breath is short and ragged. “It seems you like this” I say as I tease you a little more before stopping. This time I return to the table to get a vibrator and turn it on. The sound alone excites you and you squirm in your excitement. I slowly run in along your check and down the side.