Other plans. Another time maybe?" Of course, maybe next week," replied the wife, just a bit surprised as in all the months Marianne had lived in the a...artment she had never gone out for anything others than groceries and shopping. Christy smiled, wondering if the young woman was dating at last. She felt a bit possessive, almost like a parent, wondering who it might be, then chiding herself for being nosey, she put down the receiver, smiled and prepared for her next piano lesson.That night. At first, she had felt very little real excitement, only shame. But last night, she felt more excitement than shame. It was strange, she thought, that shame and desire and erotic ecstasy could go together this way.She looked up as her son entered the bathroom, sitting on the toilet to watch her bathe. She smiled lovingly at him and ran the sponge over her tits. "Want to wash me, honey?" she asked. "Any place you want to wash."He grinned and began to soap her shapely tits, playing more than. Porcelain toilets were installed in all houses and the readily available supply of iron now also allowed him to have his smiths manufacture cooking ranges for all too.Gabrain's apprenticeship idea was beginning to bear fruit, as more skilled labour was becoming available. More wagons had been produced and Scott had a shuttle system of longships sailing to Ayrshire to load up with coal before bringing it back to Loarne. The increasing use of wagons caused Scott to wonder about road building. The. Once back in her room she called Joseph and Shanna and her parents to update them. She changed for bed and fell asleep exhausted with her hand in her pajama bottoms thinking of Joe.At 6:55 a.m. Thursday morning her alarm went off and woke her from her deep sleep. She too must have been exhausted, both mentally and physically from the goings on and decision making of Wednesday. As she climbed from the shower some 25 minutes later, just before 7:30 her phone was ringing."Good morning Selena, this.