And besides, sometimes you fight like you're already married."Audra blushed even more deeply.Irma continued, " ... and another thing. Stop treating me...like company. Let me cook and clean and act like this is my house again. I want to really live here. I don't want to feel like I'm one of these relics that I collected."I think that last statement shocked us both. Audra was contrite as she replied, "I just wanted to make you feel at home. We both want you to feel like family. Don't we, Joe?"I was. "Freddie reflected on the impact that "Miss Ilsa" had had on his friend. He was just disappointed that he hadn't had the chance to meet the woman that seemed to have made such a change in Rick's life."Sure Sam," Rick said getting to his feet. He turned to Freddie. "It's good of you to close things up here." That's OK," Freddie replied raising his glass of pastis. "I guess the Germans don't have quite as much interest in meeting me as they do you and i've got a few loose ends to tidy up. It will. Then it happened. Boris managed to knock her over and twist her around, giving me a full view straight up her nightshirt. Because she was so distracted, it was a good long look, showing everything. A beautiful little slit with a little tuft of blonde pubic patch. A nice tight little butt with a light brown bum hole.She looked so good; my cock went to full erection within seconds. My pants were like a circus tent. The show continued for ages, Karen wasn't concerned in the least with covering up. "Probably should have some tights too," mom said and went looking forsome tights to match in a dresser drawer that had obviously also been atarget for Caireen. She looked for a few moments before deciding a setof black tights. They had some sort of leaves in a shiny gold stitchembroidered in them.Mom sat me back down sitting on the changing table edge and beganhelping put my toes in the tights. She had me lay back down and pulledthem the rest of the way up before setting me down on the ground..