Her large tits wanting to bust out of their restraint, her perfect body winding down to a pair of really great sexy legs. "So you like what you see b...by?" she asked "Fuck yes" I replied as she moved up next to me "Would you like to have this anytime you want?" she asked as she ran her hands down her tits and then down to her waist. "I would love it so much" I answered back. She moved up to me and placing her hands on my cheeks, moved in and once again we kissed as though we were two lovers. Kindest Regards, Sophia. P.S you will love her, trust me”. The letter was written with Sophia’s customary formality and attention to detail, it appeared that all the arrangements had been made but what really grabbed my attention, was the subtle layers of meaning, the little hints and occasional suggestive employment of language, for example “most special of tasks” or “most stimulating conversationalist” and of course the line that really got my pulse racing, “I do not know nor could I imagine. ”“Emptied? How do you empty a lake without filling it in?”“There must be a way. I need to talk to Jan tomorrow, too. Something his father said.”“His father? How did you meet August? He’s got Alzheimer’s and is in terminal care.”“He’s in the same long-term care wing as the children,” Gee said. “I was passing the other day and he called to me by name. Not Gee, but George.”“He must have thought you were someone else. Alzheimer’s is like that.”“Yes. Someone from his youth. A memory of playing hide. Then without notice she clicked her pen and slammed the book shut. I took this as my cue to leave and with bladder nearly bursting I made my way to the loo and tried to pee through a hard on that wouldn't go down. I finally managed and knowing that I would have to announce myself, I flushed the loo and opened the door like I normally would. When I opened the door I nearly jumped out of my skin. Lucy was standing there, her socks were gone and her modesty was covered by a short white silky.