With the decision to move to Bradford made, and the situation with both Shae and the Albrights stabilized for a time, Sunday seemed like a fairly prod...ctive day.Monday didn't go as well. Shae was shooting, of course, and he stayed at her apartment to make some phone calls on some critical issues. He tried to work on Dithyran's Probe after unexpected problems arose. When Shae got home, he was pretty down from frustration. "What's the problem?" she asked. "Maybe there's something I can do to. I can't ever thank you enough for everything you have done for me. I'll work hard to pay you back Jan, you have been more than kind to take me in like this." Nine weeks later on a dreary, rainy day, Jeanie brings a beautiful, slightly premature baby girl into the world. She is quickly named Cassie Glynn Scoville. Jan is named as the godmother. She holds a baby shower in the cafe serving free cake and coffee all day. In the weeks before she delivers, Jeanie has learned to be a good cook's helper. "Please?" I begged him. "Please what?" Please, I want you to fuck me. Please?" My hips rolled upwards to press myself more firmly against his length as if to get the point across. "You don't need to beg, but I love it when you do." he growled softly. Damien rose on his knees, and pulled my legs up against his shoulders. His hand had to draw my thong to the side again, and then immediately I felt the tip of his cock pressing into my moist sex. He was slow at first, allowing my cunt time to. Her boss was not the most understanding of individuals, so we made a joint decision that I should travel alone. She was acutely aware that it was a massive trip. I had never sat down with her and seriously discussed that outcome. I guess we were both avoiding it. It would still be a great painting but would knock a couple of noughts off the value. We would, with Giorgio’s blessing ask it to be catalogued as ‘After Michelangelo.’ This was art world parlance for ‘painted by someone who was.