I lay like that for maybe another 40 minutes when the bedroom door softly opened. It was Stacy. She was looking back into the bedroom, clearly sneak...ng out as to not wake Rick. She turned and saw me. She softly closed the door and I watched her petite little body tip-toe towards me. Her hair a mess. The shirt she wore I did not recognize; it seemed too big for her. Then as she got to the foot of the pull-out bed it hit me. She was wearing Rick's black tee shirt. She stood there in. I had no idea you arse would match!".She let out a soft moan and let go of me, doing a slow spin in front of me so I could perv on her whole body.I couldn't stand not touching her, I reached out and pulled her into me again, giving her a taste of her own medicine by being quite rough. She moaned as I pulled her right into me, her gorgeous tits took most of the impact as they slammed against me and she looked up at me with the sexiest eyes I've ever seen, she was biting her lip just giving me a. A sudden feeling of dread cameover him. One of the last things he remembered hearing was Brendasaying "he's all yours" as he was wheeled away.He felt some material brushing softly against his neck and some clickingon either side of his head."What are you doing?" he asked."Preparing for the unveiling," Samantha replied.Next, he felt the bed start to elevate and stand up. He felt very soreas he was turned to an almost 90 degree upright position."How long have I been out?" he asked."About a week. Tomorrow. Can you be there, it would mean a lot to me. Yes, very much. You can make it? That’s wonderful, I love you.’ She hung up the phone just as Thomas came rushing back, face aglow with happiness. As he told her of his family’s reaction, Cherie knew she’d never been happier in her entire life. Day Eleven Snuggling in her husband’s arms, Cherie was overwhelmed with happiness. It had been a magical day, a special day, special and perfect. She was also happy she didn’t have to wake up to.