“What is to stop me from killing you, disposing of your body and forgetting you ever come by?”It is Spencer’s turn to smile. “My backup,” he...says.“You’re bluffing,” the Russian says, waving a hand in the air. Suddenly there are doors opening and boots hitting the floor. In a flash the place is filled with me goons than Spencer can shake a stick at.“Am I bluffing?” the agent says, remaining calm despite his odds. Because at that moment trucks can be heard screeching to a halt outside and the. 00pm. I also booked a taxi so that I didn't have to drive. "Take your time Gran, we don't have to be there for about an hour. I'm going to have a shower and get dressed myself." We got to the restaurant and over the next 3 hours we both relaxed, enjoying a couple of bottles of wine. Gran looked so lovely dressed in a lilac frock that swirled around her legs and also had a beautiful cleavage. I could sit and look down into the depths of her bosom which drew my eyes constantly. After seeing her. We huddled inside our shack and cuddled in the blanket. ‘Where did you learn to live off the land?’ I asked her. ‘I was once married to a warrior. He was killed in the massacre that you rescued me from. We had not yet had a chance to have children. Sometimes I mourn for him.’ As the winter growled on the snow got heavier and so did she. By spring time, her belly was pooched out and she waddled when she walked. I thought it was kind of amusing but she couldn’t see the humor. ‘You did this. Why. But Stacey just winked at me and said she'd be right back I heard her go down the stairs and open the door. I heard familiar voices. It was some of our friends! What were they doing here? I couldn't make out what they were saying, but there was laughing and chatting. I heard Stacey welcome them in, and my heart nearly stopped. What was she doing, what if they found me?? She knew I was really self-conscious about my kinks. However, it sounded like they were staying downstairs, and it wasn't long.