Even in her condition, Kate was as fit as her brothers, could still work at their crops, even as her brothers chased after her telling her off for lif...ing a finger. Poor Eleanor must be cut from head to toe on all the brambles. Moving past some large oaks, Kate saw a snagged piece of black fabric. Lifting it to her nose, she could smell him on it, beautiful, earthy, infused male spice in one torn cloth. It was all she could do to stop inhaling him. ‘Ragnar. I know your there. I know you can. The work load she carried almost buried her nearly every day. She never wrote or wired Frank because she was afraid for him being in the war zone. So she had to make decisions that might have required her to flip a coin. However, she did not flip that coin. She used her intuition and decided upon what seemed to make more sense.She was in the office at eight in the morning and closed it at five in the afternoon. Everyone took lunch except her. She munched on an apple or a pear but by the time. She looked a lot younger than the late forties she is.It seemed like Mrs. T worked all the time. But Jimmy and I never used that as an excuse to do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted. She always seemed to know what we were up to. Even if we didn’t tell her directly, she’d find out.Over time, I started to take a notice to her a little more often. And as Jimmy and I got older. She dressed and acted a little differently around us. She would come down stairs once in a while, wearing just a. She began draw the entire length of my rod in and out slowly. Not that I have the biggest tonsil tickler in the world but I’m no slouch in size either (check out my pics and tell me if I’m full of it or not). Anyway, she most certainly had some skills to take all of me. No gagging. Total control. I gave her another warning after a few minutes. Telling her that it was up to her as to where I was going to shoot. That seemed to have done it for her. I wrongly assumed she was already in high gear..