No. Please, girls... I can't," Rob started mumbling in his sleep. "I can't go... I'm a married, married, well, well... No! Not here!" his voice sudden...y came up to speaking loudness. "*You* use the dressing room! I'll, just, just-" "Rob! Rob!! You're not dreaming you're a dancer, too!?!" Laura cried, rocking him harder. Rob woke up in time to stop himself from being pushed over onto the floor. "What?!!" "Laura?!" he said, looking over his shoulder. "Is that you?!" "Of course it's me!" she said.. Her butt was fabulous. It was round and tight and the three inch heels she was perched on made her butt stick out so far you could hang a coat on it. Her tits were small but big enough to make her thin cotton blouse stick up. She actually posed for me and when I finished looking her up and down she turned round and let me examine her rear while she turned her head and watched me."Gee, Mr Kane you're really good looking for an old guy," she said innocently. Well, I was already forty years old. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear."May I have the pleasure of calling on you in the morning, dear lady?" Of course, Sir Harry. My son will be away with friends. We can have the whole morning together and discuss whatever comes up."Camilla gave a pointed glance at his still protruding bulge as she stated her invitation.Harry kissed her glove and moved off to gather in his eldest daughter. The music had stopped and the ball was quite over.Petunia was all a flutter. She had made two. I could see also that she didn't do much to make herself look pretty and attractive. She had started to let her hair go grey and without much style. Her nails also now looked plain. Her breasts were also becoming saggy. I had an idea. This time when I used the powder on her I told her that the next day she would go to the best hairstylist in town and get her hair colored and styled in the latest fashion. I also told her she would take care of her hair everyday and go to the salon at least once.