How she ended up with me, remains a mystery, but for it, I am eternally grateful. Seeing her sleeping in her big king sized bed with as the morning su... was just starting to rise, peaking through the curtains, always was a sight for me. I never grew tired of seeing her beatiful face, tussled blonde hair and agelic face, resting comfortably.The routine was plain and simple for me. I made her cup of coffee downstairs, just the way she liked it, with a splash of cream, carried it upstairs to her. It is one of my original posts and it is also at Nifty with "Oops!" and "Pen-Pals".(Jen_Adams) I was told that "You'll Learn" was predictable and a horrid example of TG writing, but I won't say who told me!(*Bash) I said I was sorry! :)(wanda42) Jen why do the age regressions always have to rather take on diminished mental capacities?(Jen_Adams) Mine don't!(LauraG) Most writers will cite their influences. Who are yours?(Jen_Adams) Olivia Evans and Susan Peerless. I am pleased to have an Olivia. ”Loren took my hand and I helped her up. “Oh, my legs are shaky! You fucked me bowlegged, Stud!”I laughed. “It’s only because I had you to inspire me, Beautiful!”“Flatterer!” She winked.“Just the facts, Ma’am.” I deadpanned.“Look at the puddle on the bed! You’re going to have laundry to do, Mister!”“I’d better pull the stuff off the bed now. I can toss it in the wash later.” I started taking the bedclothes off.“Let me help.” Loren pitched in and we made sort work of pulling the bed apart down. Her hands were still bound with handcuffs on the back. Where the metal touched the wrists, bloody scratches could be seen. “She had struggled a lot” he thought by himself. In addition, at her tender neck bloody rope marks showed up, caused by the tightening of the noose. Now he looked more closely at the faces of the criminals. He was always fascinated how differently the hanged looked after they had died. The murderer showed a pain-cramped face, a trace of bloody saliva ran from her mouth.