MondayThe next morning, they went through the measurement and picture session again. She seemed surprised to see she had already lost over four pounds... He explained that the early losses might indeed be larger, but that pace could not be kept up through the whole plan. Nevertheless, he could tell it gave her confidence a welcome boost.When Yvonne arrived, she actually greeted him with a smile. He had to admit to himself that her smile reached right to his core, leaving him momentarily. " So. Have you seen them? Has she seen you?" No I don't think so. Just bathing suits." You're no fun. Seems only Sandy has checked everyone out."And that finally was that. For today.The next few days were more the usual. Work, dinner, sex. But mmmmm, I love her body. Yes we had sex. A lot. Cindy pretty much couldn't get enough, and I was happy to comply. I figured, if someday we did slow down, I'd at least be satisfied that we'd fucked about 10,000 times already. And no, Cindy. ”“You slept okay?”She looked at Martha.“Uhm, Martha? Would you mind if we moved into the dining room?”“Mi casa et su casa,” she said, which he thought was cool. Never having a servant, he figured those that did made sure they made clear who owned the servant’s place of employment, and maybe the servant herself. But Martha felt a pride of ownership, even if she actually slept in her and her husband’s own little house on the edge of the lake and the land most conspicuously owned by Jonathon and. His brother’s wife was a formidable woman who nobody messed with.“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Sara said, “Now show me what you got!”Brad frowned and stood from his chair. This time he was thoroughly embarrassed at the grunting sound he couldn’t help but make from standing. All three girls were looking at him with concern.He shuffled into his bedroom and grabbed the vape mod and vial of CBD oil he bought. When he handed it over to Sara, she frowned dubiously.“What the hell is this?” she.