Then I passed her some Advil with a smile.“Good morning, a bloody Mary and some Advil, it should make you all better in a moment. Breakfast will be ...eady in about thirty minutes. I am sort of planning it to be ready for when Sharon and Pug get here.”She smiled and said, “I will help you in a moment. Let me get up and ready.”I smiled and left the room.I went to the kitchen to cook some potatoes and get the eggs ready for omelettes. The phone rang, and I answered, it was Sharon.“How was your. She had always been aware of his love for her ever since those long ago days crossing the prairie. She knew Frank Hardin was a good man, an honorable man. She had never lost one minute of sleep worrying that he would do something foolish and jeopardize her marriage.I'm a widow, for goodness sakes... ! She thought. Why do I feel as giddy as a new Bride? Am I getting skittish in my old age? She had scolded herself.They were scheduled to be married that coming Sunday. Both caught up in the happy. We both sat there eating and sweating.It had been months since my trip to New York. My interview in the early morning hours on the outskirts of the city had been played repeatedly. I had become a household name. Certainly not my intention at the time, but like anyone who does their duty, others seemed only to want to show their appreciation.Proving Master PC was capable of what I had said had something of a dilemma. With the help of the best programmer I knew, Charlotte, and my own abilities, I. I worked her upper back and shoulders harder, really giving her a massage, then down one arm, hand and fingers, then over to the other side.My hands swiped by the sides of her breasts and down her side to her lower back which I spent a good amount of time on relaxing her and calming her.Then to her feet and toes, ankles and calves, going slowly, alternating between massaging her muscles and lightly touching and caressing her skin. I moved up to her thighs and she reached over for my dick again.