Her breast was pressed against his side, her head was on his shoulder. He had a raging hardon. Normally if he had a hardon on the morning he'd go off ...o the side and rub it until he shot his stuff and it went away. Now he lay there. His normal morning condition enhanced by the amazing creature he'd saved. He wasn't experienced in the least in how to be with a woman. She said she was not much older than him. But she knew so much more. And her body, last night, as he washed her. It was like. So with pattern in hand and bundles of fabric and notions laid out carefully I approached the task.The preliminaries went well. I put the company tabletop on the kitchen table, laid out the fabric and cut out a dress for my daughter, a blouse for my wife and myself. As I cut I indulged in fantasies of medieval ladies gathered in a sunlit room of some castle, dressed in lovely long gowns, each with a potential new long gown on their lap placing precise stitches by hand. I longed to be one of. "It's your turn tomorrow to fix dinner Richard," Lisa said to me."I know. It's a surprise and has been planned for a few days," I said. I went out on my own and picked up a large rack of pork ribs ... a man needs his pork just as much as any other kind of food.After the ladies had gone to bed, I moved the ribs from the freezer to the refrigerator, so they would thaw enough to cook in the oven.I plopped into bed, and was turned into a teddy bear by Lisa who cuddled and said, "Even though it's. As we ascended I could see her spectacular ass, with a hint of lips between her legs. "There's less to see up here," she said, taking my hand again. She led me into what I assumed was her bedroom. It was a large master bedroom, nicely furnished. I could see a large walk-in closet and an even larger bathroom. Sophia made no attempt at showing me around but led me to her large bed. I could see that the large comforter was turned down and laid on a large chest at the foot of the bed, and the.