Breakfast the next morning was more than a little disappointing. We were used to eggs and bacon or ham for breakfast plus orange juice and toast. Thes... people had no way to obtain oranges, and eggs were not plentiful here, even for Officers. Oatmeal was what we had for breakfast and some warm bread with butter. It really hadn't been toasted the way that we thought about toast. The highlight of the meal was a slice of hot baked ham to go with the bread. Our Sisters also managed to get some milk. It was just enough to wake me. I like it really dark when I sleep so I frequently wake up early during the summer with the sun’s early rise.I had an intense ‘morning hard-on’ but it was going to have to wait for a while. My wife was not a morning person: my waking her at this hour would not amuse her. I started to turn over and put my arms around her and see if I could go back to sleep, or even better, maybe she would wake up early, when I realized I was alone in bed. Then I remembered, my wife. That was a good sign in itself, in Paul’s opinion. ‘I can’t believe that you drove all the way here!’ he continued. ‘It wasn’t too bad.’ she answered. ‘It was eight hours!’ he retorted. ‘I guess that I was a little eager.’ She admitted, chuckling. Paul reached out his hand and Audrey took it. Paul clasped it lightly. Audrey was not frail, but Paul never put the iron vise on ladies. He saved it for men. Audrey’s face flashed a look of expectation, and quickly of disappointment. She hadn’t meant. Once the girl noticed that there was another woman in the house, she broke down. I will have to give Lindsay full credit for how she handled the unexpected situation. She took a mug of coffee, and guided the sobbing girl upstairs. I was sitting downstairs and my thoughts were running like a whirlwind, not being able to stop or concentrate on any single thing.It was about an hour and a half later when Lindsay came down. She walked straight into my study, opened a cabinet and took out a glass and.