She walked a little ways into an anteroom. She noticed the carvings on the woodwork along the wall. They were apparently copied from the Kama Sutra bu... in modern dress (or undress, rather). She stared at one section of carvings. It was a section in which each block, each scene was related, scenes that, as Jane read them in sequence, moved as they would in a movie, a couple moving slowly from one position to the next, the expressions on their faces were of shared ecstasy. There were pictures. I agreed and she showed me the basement where my living quarters would be. There was a hastily constructed shower and toilet off in the corner away from the stairs. The bed and furnishings were small but looked almost new. She said she had been recently widowed and her husband always handled the upkeep but had taken ill and died.Then she walked me thru the entire place and told me that I’d be doing things such as replacing light bulbs, sweeping the stairs and porch, clipping the shrubs and. N.no, I want to set the record straight on how I got bruised up so bad. The story I told you all earlier wasn’t quite true.’ He winced as Ray sent a jolt through his bladder and balls. ‘In fact, none of it was true except that Ray Edwards did it.’ The bar turned and looked at Ray. He spoke harshly, ‘And why did I do that, Harry?’ ‘I followed Amy, your sister, home and forced my way into your house. She tried to tell me to leave, but I wouldn’t listen. I pushed her down on the couch, and when. The cast followed the curve of her right hip, then dipped at the small of her back. From his point of view, he could see the cleavage between her buttocks and the padded edge of the portion of the cast that hugged her slim waist. “What are you doing here?” Mrs. Tandy asked in a sweet drowsy voice. John could feel the redness creeping up his face and looked at the floor to avoid her green eyes. “Norma’s mother is sick. She asked me to stay with you for a while.” “When did she left?” “About.