"Besides," she added, "I think nylons make a woman's legs look sexier." Oh, yes, Mother. I love the way the tops expand around your thighs and contras... with your white skin." Thank you, angel," Mary said as she reached for her daughter. "Now let's share a loving kiss before we get on the bed. This is going to be a night you'll remember for a long time, and so will I."Sharon moved smoothly into her warm embrace, and they kissed with passion which kept mounting as their mouths mashed wetly. She'd have to think about that."All set to socialize?" Emma asked."I'll probably just circulate and end up in the hot tub like last night." You'll be missing out on a lot of fun." Emma saw someone coming down the stairs. "Well, I'll see you later. There's someone I said I'd spend some time with." She winked back at Devlin. "Have fun tonight, I'll see you in the morning." You, too." Devlin watched the older woman walk away. Do something different, eh? What could she do that she hadn't tried, at. I surprised her and arrived Wednesday night she had to work on Thursday so nothing happened went to dinner and home. Thursday when she came from work she had her mom my Mother–in-law (Helen) so I was wondering what was going on. When Helen went up to the spare bed room Debbie explained she had a doctor’s appointment Friday morning and need her to take. So in my mind it was going to be another slow night.Now let me tell you about my MIL and SIL. Helen is in her early sixty’s and has a nice. She began to tremble with fear.The new Emir spoke to her in an oddly accented French as she moved towards the foot of the bed, «On dit que tu parles le français?»«Maître, oui, » she replied, still very disturbed.Then he asked her name and somehow she found the courage to answer him.«Pourquoi le peur?» he continued.«Maître. Je vous prie de ne pas me ... me tuer, Maître, » she whimpered, the fear really gripping her.She fell to the floor in an abject act of obeisance.«Tous que je veux c'est... ».