‘It would be my honour, Laird Grayson, tae be yer wife and Lady of yer castle. I happily accept yer proposal of marriage.’ Heather was a monument...of beauty to Grayson, as he looked up at her. His memories of earlier played rapidly in his mind, his heart quickening at the thought that that would become a truth in his life. He rose and held her hands in his, his feelings clearly showing in his eyes and smile. As the force’s of nature took over, Grayson gently pulled Heather to him, Heather. 88 m, I have to look up quite a bit, and his nose is bleeding. Are you okay? Im sorry.. Nothing like a bloody nose on a Friday.. He laughs it off. Please dont tell him about my job.. I dont need him hanging over my shoulder as Im finding a new one.. He smiles. Secrets safe with me. We get back inside, and Jason calls us out. Look whos smiling at each other! Its a fucking miracle! I blush, but we both say Fuck off, Jason at the same time. We sit down just as Carrie comes in. Hello! Hey Carrie!. I had to show her how to load the pictures in the computer so she could sent them. The pictures were good but just her in a bikini. They were not especial sexy and I knew that's what he wanted some hot skin shots. I know I would have.He tried to talk her into some real hot pictures like a naked shot. She told him her son was the one to take them so picture could not be naked. He told her to use the timer on camera and she wouldn't need me. She said she would look into it but she didn't no how. . I still have a nightie Mom got me for Christmas a couple years ago...” she said, going to her dresser and bending slightly as she opened a drawer. Pulling out a white cotton nightie, she shook her head “It got a bit wrinkled I think...”. Holding it up, shaking it down, it was clear that it was rather plain, with some white thread embroidery. Its thin cotton was comfortable for sleeping. She had used to wear it a lot, before switching over to her long Pooh shirt.“Um, I usually go ... you know.