He took up a position behind her and ran his fingers through her hair. He tutted and sighed. He returned to her front and took up her hands. He gave a...cry of despair. Finally he stood behind her again and addressed her in the mirror. ‘Madame, we have a situation most serious. I see before me many years of neglect. It will take much time and effort to restore Madame to the beauty that is hers by right. Madame started to rise again, but Francois would not allow this. He pushed her down again,. Ruts that might swallow smaller vehicles whole.Katherine was quite good at distracting him. Sitting as she was in the passenger seat. Her black camisole with those little spaghetti straps clinging to her slightly sweaty body. She was turned a quarter turn to her left and had her left knee under her chin.She had taken off her pants as soon as Gabe turned the truck off of the state highway. Katherine was a damned fine looking woman sitting there next to him, and giving him a really clear view of. She does a wonderful job of keeping me out of the doldrums." Fran chuckled. "Between the two of you, I'm covered 24 hours a day, it seems." Covered?"Fran looked at Abigail and her expression almost appeared soft. "It's hard to get down emotionally with you at the office and Margie at home."Abigail smiled at the praise. It was praise for something she valued even more than the good work Fran had previously praised."I'm glad. Life is too short to spend it being depressed."Fran looked thoughtful. Its me. He finished his route to my chest and touched my nipple as if it was a button to an elevator. He pushed in hard and made my tit raise, and then let it go. Those are fucking real. Yeah. He grabbed my face lightly. Hey, you even look a bit different. I jumped out of bed and turned around. I hopped up and down a bit and then smiled. Holy shit. You are fucking amazing. I mean you always were, but how in the hell did this happen. Your ass, those tits, and you look, well, younger. I reached.