“Your grandmother has a new roommate.”“Did she find herself a man?” I asked.I could imagine how Dad and Uncle John would take that.“No, a wo...an.”Caryn laughed because I must have made a face.“Yuri’s grandmother, Yelena, moved in, and she’s helping run the farm,” Dad explained.In a strange way that made a lot of sense. Mrs. Antakova was a tough old bird. She would watch the farm like a hawk. I knew my grandmother hadn’t really wanted to come out of retirement but had done so to help me. That,. But she told herself that they were just flirting. Geoff stayed in that position for a few seconds. Then his hand started slowly traveling up towards her neck. She could feel it travel up her back barely touching the soft white material of her blouse as it did so. “you have something in your hair.” He said. “Do I?” she replied not sure what to do or say. “Don’t worry.” He said softly. “I’ll get it for you.” His hand continued on its course towards the back of her neck, as he then gently pulled. “Actually Damon, you’re the only one that has ever fucked my ass.”“Your husband hasn’t done it yet?” I asked as I watched her thin fingerdisappearing into her clenching hole. “Nope. He hasn’t even brought it up.”“I guess you could say...it’s my ass then huh?” I added, eliciting acute giggle from her purring mouth.“Yeah,” she agreed. “I guess you could say that.”“And if you do a good job licking my pussy...,” she added, rocking herhips back far enough for me to sense the sweet scent of her. However, the initial gauntlet was thrown down by none of these. Skating early in the order was a second-tier German pair, Dagmar Lachen and Johann Schusster. They came out and laid down an absolutely flawless short program. With all of the big guns yet to come, their marks were a little lower than might have been expected--but the top teams were going to have to be excellent. The room was there, but the Germans had set a high standard.The Chinese couldn't meet it. The problems from the Grand.