He perched on the edge of the bed andEllen handed him a snifter of her best brandy. He downed the liqueur inthree quick gulps. A couple of minutes l...ter, his expression became laxand his eyes unfocused as his hand slipped off the empty sniffer. Ellenwas standing nearby to catch him and laid him back on the bed.She got his clothes off and laid him on the bed on top of the covers.While he was sound asleep, Ellen got a head start on the next day'stransformation and gave her husband a pedicure. With that, I grabbed at her bikini top and pulled it up, exposing her left breast under the water. She giggled and pulled it back down before submerging her head and swimming around me underwater. Again, she tried for my waistband, but I deflected her attempt to disrobe me. I struck back with another grab, this time taking a handful of her ass, which was plump for such a small girl, but also well-toned. Alyssas head immediately popped back out of the water and she said, Hey! Her playful protest. By this stage of the game, Cindy's flying skills were such that it didn't make a difference. The path from South Louisiana into the middle of Alabama wasn't tricky and we'd done it a few times now, and I knew she could do the whole thing herself. "Paper, rock, scissors," I said.Her paper covered my rock. "Just like in real life," I said. She giggled. Greg laughed."I could curl up in the back seat and got to sleep," I told him. "She's getting better and better."She smiled. "Mister Greg, tell. They were both so involved in playing with each other that they didn't hear Jean Baldwin enter the house.When Jean opened the door from the garage to the kitchen she did hear anything at first, then there was the droning on of the television in the den. It ws just after ten and she figured that Linda already had Mark in his bed and was probably spread out on the couch watching TV... she hoped that she hadn't fallen asleep, that would never do, someone had to be awake to make sure that Mark was.