Cab Sav or if I fancy something a little less sharp, Merlot. Today was a soft, Merlot day.I poured a glass and took a sip. Heaven! Now, did I have ...ime for a shower before my son got in?I decided that a quick freshen-up was to be desired and padded upstairs in my stockinged feet.I nearly had a heart attack. My son’s door was ajar and someone was in there!It’s a ridiculous thing. You know in your heart of hearts that it’s 99.9% sure to be him but nevertheless your heart gives a jump. I. Eleanor too needed new garments having grown up considerably over the last year. Her strawberry blond hair, so similar to her mother’s, called for other colours and again cloth bales were hauled from the storage until Miss Wilson was satisfied. In the meantime two tailors worked on the dresses Ellen had been given by Eleanor to make them fit better on her more mature form. Alll this was like a wonder for Ellen and she was properly awed.A shoemaker was the next address, and Ellen was fitted for. It was quite a tiring position, not a natural movement for either of us, but we thought it was well worth the extra effort.Jen woke up about four, and we both went for a quick pee before returning to her bed. Not to go back to sleep. There was just enough milk left for us to share a mug of tea, and then we took advantage of Gustav's slightly rested and refreshed state.She had clearly paid close attention to Julie's instruction on how to stimulate her clitoral nerve endings on my pubic mound,. The tavern owner gestured to me to follow him into a back room. As soon as he closed the door, he asked me what kind of man I had in mind. I told him I was looking for a husky man. He said: "I have the right man for you. He's an unemployed stevedore... he's built like an OX and HUNG like a BULL!" "Just what I'm looking for!" I told him. The tavern keeper went on: "It will cost you 100 dollars for the "milk" and 50 dollars for my commission." That's quite a hefty price" I protested.The man.