One of the first decisions of the new regime had been to transform the Kremlin into a museum.Katrina couldn’t resist teasing Kelly. “You realize, ... hope, that you and Mike may be the last people ever to sleep in the Kremlin? You’re probably the first people to make love in it in over seventy years!”They found a dressmaker and her assistants waiting for them. Katrina had insisted that Kelly’s dress should be special, so the dressmaker was waiting anxiously for Kelly to try it on. Katrina smiled. We ordered and soon our plates were delivered by Carol, Carl, and Tom. Tom brought a plate and a place setting for himself. He wound up between my mother and Marianne. It was a joyous meal. Uncle Billy and Carl spent as much time as they could at our table.I noticed that Carol wasn't waiting tables any more but was in charge of seating guests. I asked Uncle Billy and he told me that, since Dad's company had added another shift, his business had been up. Carol was now hostess to give him time to. And scary. But Elaine was thankful he had reassured her about how rough he'd be. At least she was confident that HE could remain in control.She decided she had to get moving if she was going to get her laundry done then spend some time studying today. And she had her journal to complete.Looking down, she was surprised to see she was lightly caressing a swollen nipple.I think I'm turning into a nympho.Water dripped from Elaine's hair and trickled down her body unnoticed. After stepping out of. “There you go.” “Sexy,” Malcolm said with his eyes fixed upon Jan. “Give us a twirl.” Jan swayed her hips and turned around, bending over. “How’s that?” “Fucking good,” Malcolm said, unable to remove his eyes. “Hey,” Keith said. “I didn’t get a view like that.” “Here you go, then,” Cindy said, standing up and positioning herself beside Jan. After lift-ing up her dress, she removed it completely before turning around and bending over, sliding her fingers along the gusset. .