On weekends they started to attend parties and social gatherings after a two year absence in mourning for the late husbands.They were living an opulen... lifestyle but didn't exploit it except in their clothing. It was close to 1920 and the Volstead Act prohibiting the drinking of alcohol plus the Flapper Age was upon them. Dresses were now to the knees and a few even higher. They purchased some of these garbs and proudly showed off their stunning shapely legs for all to see."I'm really too tired. ‘I don’t want to trouble you Mr. Wilson. I know there’s not much you can do while it’s raining. Besides it’s an old house and I should have known better than to move in before at least having the old metal roof covered in some sort of sealant. ‘ Derek Wilson chuckled slightly. ‘I think I know exactly where you’re at. Not many fulltime homes have their original metal roofs anymore. You’re out at Hattie Johnson’s old place aren’t you?’ ‘Yep. She was my Grams. She left me the place and honestly I. We walked hand in hand across the yard into the house I was anxious to show my slave my "toy" room and to see if my latest toy had arrived. This toy was a special chair built to my specifications with an assortment of attachments specially located to give a women immense pleasure. I was not sure whether my sex slave would be able to stand it but I know she would have great fun trying to. I have heard that a similar chair made a woman cum 26 times in two hours . Hmmmm -- I thought .... my sex. " I'm not opposed to a being seen with a gorgeous woman," Evan told her. "I will confess I'm a bit out of practice as far as the bed activities go." We'll practice until we get it right," Camille remarked as she shifted her body away. She thought briefly about pulling the sheet around her waist but instead just arose in her nude glory and headed toward the bathroom. "Join me?"Evan was off the bed in a flash which caused Camille to laugh again. He caught her around the waist and pulled her.