Rachel said nothing. We walked along King Street."You know what they'll be doing?" I certainly hope so. It should relieve some of Sarah's tension prio... to embarking on her adventure."Rachel mused a bit. "Have you ever heard of Olle Baertling?" No. Not at all." Apparently he's an important Swedish abstractionist. I'd not seen anything, but I came across a quote and have looked him up on the Web." What did he say?" 'Non-figurative art is the manifestation of the creative power of abstract man'.". Grandma snorted. "That's no excuse, Helen, no excuse at all!"Sticking out her chin, she marched past me with a loud "Humph!"This was definitely going to be one of those weeks.*For the first couple of days of her vacation, Gran and Mom did the Mother-Daughter thing where they caught up on all the gossip and how each of their lives was going.I sort of let them get on with it. Only really being around for dinner and late evening chats before we all headed off to bed. Gran was the sort of woman you. " She nodded and raised her head to look at him. "You're lying." "No, I'm not," he said warningly. "Everyone lies," she said, quirking her lips. "Amy-" "No, don't," she said. "It's-- it's fine. It's... They're just dreams and it was just pollen and it's fine." "Amy," he said, taking a step towards her.She held up her hand. "I mean it, I'm fine. I just need to walk around a bit, all right? Alone. Then, you're going to take me somewhere amazing, okay?" Okay," he said, nodding. "I can do that."Amy. The other is still fucking me as I suck the sweet tits. Removing her fist from my cunt, the woman begins to work fingers in my ass. Wrapping my arms around the girl's round ass, spreading it with my face, I suck. Holding on tight, I suck harder as the woman's fingers turn in to a hard fuck in the ass. Sliding up the girl's back, pressing her between the bed and myself, I reach beneath and find her tits and kiss her mouth. The woman's hand is completely in my ass now. I tell her she has me but.