Trying to sit up and go to her father she soon found out that it was best to sit still a bit. Swallowing hard they heard her ask, “Lord? Is father g...ing to be ok? He is all I have now.”Ambrose walked to her, “Yes he should be fine now. He was just starting to come down with the malady.”Sighing Timora nodded, “Can you really help all those that are sick? Many of the young children are sick, plus most of those that are of advanced years are also sick.”“Yes, you father has told me all of this.. Under his influence, though, I completed my school studies, earning several diverse Master's Degrees, in my favorite subjects, although I could have added on several more if I had put in a little more effort.Al had a hard enough time getting me to sit still long enough to do as much as he did get me to accomplish. I suppose this is the time I earned the reputation of a wastrel, party animal, playboy, which followed me throughout my adult life, but can you really expect a fifteen year old boy to. .His thrusts get deeper, harder, faster, and my hips are moving in sync, meeting every deep, steady thrust with a movement of my own! I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, taking him in as deep as I can! Suddenly, his steady rhythm changes and becomes a deep pounding, hitting my g-spot again and again, deliciously steady, creating a harder, faster momentum which is building! Oh God, it's building deep within me, a raging, fever-pitched, nonstop ecstasy filled crescendo!!The pleasure is too. It seems little Astrid is ready to take her first forays out of the sheltered life. She’s been bringing up two friends in conversation everyday for the past week telling us how great they are. One’s Ted Abbot’s daughter Violet and the other is a young man, Jack Crawford.’ ‘Is he related to Hugh Crawford?’ ‘I don’t think so, if he is, it’s very distant’. Arne Alfredson thought for a few seconds then said, ‘It sounds like they are working the long con to get Astrid some space. It’s about time.