Why is that?" He asked."This is my Library, or at least my extension to your library. As parts of it originate in yours so you can enter it and any ot...er library in this world." Chris explainedIchabod flickered as he moved between other libraries and then solidified again. "I see, but I don't recognise these books." He said looking at the yellow bindings, "I suppose they are from your world's library." He said looking at Chris.Chris frowned, he hadn't thought that there might be such a library. " I can't, really. It doesn't take brains to put cereal in a bowl," she grinned."Sorry I don't have much food in the house, sweetie. I usually eat up at the big dining room. They have great, gargantuan spreads for all the meals. It's the one thing about French Leave your daddy can take total credit for. All the other attractions have been thoughtfully provided by Mother Nature."Davie giggled. "You're just being modest, Daddy." She was relaxed and carefree and obviously very happy. He couldn't. She switched on some lamps in the room selectively kept all over the room, which was with colorful cushions, curtain thoughtfully done. “Who did that” I asked with appreciative tone, “you liked it” she asked, I nodded in reply. “My husband doesn’t like so many colors” Sophia said in depressing voice.“where is he” I asked“he has gone to Denmark for 3 months on a project and he stays there and I am here abandoned” Sophia said “Ok you make yourself comfortable” she said while switching on the. They clinched each other and kissed deeply and passionately. Geraldine’s hands found Beth’s arse and gripped and smoothed the tight sheen of her panties. After their lips parted, Beth placed the wig on Geraldine’s head.Beth mounted the saddle and gripped the bars, her arse poked out, stretching her silky knickers under her glossy tights. She pedalled slowly, making the saddle creak, as Geraldine, looked on. She kept looking over her shoulder, in a sultry way, to gage Geraldine’s reaction..