She took pictures of the painting and the sketches to show her family when she got home for Christmas.“Should I do one of you for your parents?” I...asked. “I can do it tomorrow during my session with Dr. Spencer and we can take it to be framed tomorrow night with the others.”She thought about it and then nodded. “I think they’d like that,” she said with a smile. “Daddy would especially like to see how you’d make out in the workshop. He’s gonna be working on something interesting this summer. He. Anyway went about our business with going back to our bedroom to lay down with me following to get on some shorts and a tshirt. As I was changing in the bathroom I was trying to think of way to continue the conversation so I poked my head around the door and said "perhaps this is a good omen Helen." Helen replied, "I don't get why he showed up like that, it was out of the blue."As she said that I had made my way towards our bedroom door and stood there looking at her. As I looked at her I said. She pushed back at him and writhed around looking for some contact, determined to get her orgasm in case he too was a quick finisher. Bill had sat up and moved to the end of the bed, watching Bob’s advances. He twisted around, leaned back and resumed caressing her tits. Bob saw her need and entered her in one stroke, then leaned forward and joined Bill in caressing her breasts. She responded to his touch, so he pulled harder on the hard nub he had between his fingers and was rewarded with a. Miro washed off quickly and put on a button-down light-blue shirt and over that he added a black V-neck cotton-blend sweater. He stepped into a pair of charcoal pleated dress pants and then slid his feet into some black leather penny loafers. He covered himself with a black peacoat and wrapped a houndstooth-print scarf around his neck. He grabbed his messenger bag and headed down to the lobby.A black Mercedes Benz E-Class sedan pulled up. Miro walked outside and the driver opened the rear.