, Christina leaned forward and took off her shoes, as she did her breast was pushed up by the pressure on her knee and almost popped out of the top o... her loosened buttons, she turned her head and caught me looking at her tits, she sat back and linked her arm through mine, moving her shoulder against mine. “you like?” she said in my ear as she lifted the top of her dress to expose her breast to me, “beautiful” I said, things were moving in front, the guy beside Ellie had his hand up her skirt. I love you both, and as long as you respect each other, I'm happy for you." They hugged like daddies and daughters. It was beautiful, and Mrs. Bell stood and joined the hug, whispering something softly into Colleen's ear that made her start to cry.Mr. Bell extricated himself and clapped me on the shoulder, saying, "So what's the plan, son? Are we done here? Is it time to call back the jet people and go home? Because, I have to tell you, I thought it was cold in Branson, but this is insane. I. It’s about trying to allow Marg and Cherie to stay with us while allowing you to maintain control and providing you with a sense of security. Is there anything else Marg?”“No, I think that about covers it.”“Okay. What about Cherie?”“What about Cherie?”“She is just not going to buy it. How do you expect her to accept continuing in an arrangement where you two look like a couple and Cherie and I are just hangers-on?”“Is that how you feel, Julie?”“Yes, most of the time, that’s exactly how I have. After about six months moping about the house, she decided that shewanted to do something with her spare time, and her husband Frank tookher to an Open Day at a local Adult Education Centre. Loads of localclubs and associations had stands there: knitting, basket weaving,machine knitting, more knitting, allotment gardening, local history, linedancing - that wasn't a success with her ankle - did I say she tried allof them? Then there was literary criticism, a writers' guild,watercolouring, the.