"What dress do you like best?" Angel asked.I really just glanced at the dresses and picked one in about five seconds."The blue one," I replied."OK coo...," Angel said.She picked it up and put it on right away."Can you zip me up in the back?" Angel asked.I came up behind her and found the zipper. I zipped it up and I tried to hide the erection in my pants."OK, you are good now," I said."Thanks, and don't worry about being turned on, I know I was just in my panties. That's like putting ice cream in. She didn’t need a lot of guidance from me as she naturally moved from pose to pose. Soon she was in her wool shift and bloomers.She gave me and the camera a wicked smile as she stood up against the butter churn. Her hands wrapped around the shaft she lifted her right knee and rubbed her leg against the tool. Licking the wood like a pole dancer.I could hear her mother gasp in the background.My dick was hard as a rock as she pulled off her shift. Her body was lithe and skinny. She had a cute pair. ‘It was one time, so he says, for four years! And he said he loved you before! So, is the boy finished with the men Justine?’ ‘Yes Mama, yes he is finished with men, he wants me, and he loves me.’ ‘And you want him too, you love him?’ She asked flatly. A few minutes passed before I answered, for once content to listen to her smoke. ‘Yes Mama, I love him, I want him, I need him …’ ‘Then baby, if you love him so much what’s the problem? Why are you sitting there crying? Why can’t you marry. We’ll have dinner at a traditional Swedish restaurant tonight as well.”We had another wonderful day together. I was growing closer to Lars and Annika, really enjoying my time with them. We walked around the grounds of «Millesgården» for a few hours, then ate a light lunch and headed for the museum. We spent several hours there, went to the Swedish restaurant for dinner, and then returned home. We drank tea and talked before bed.“Annika and I work tomorrow, Tuesday, and Wednesday,” Lars said..