Max's non-reaction got a reaction from Rhoda. How was she going toenjoy getting to her husband if he did not react? Rhoda made thedecision to amp it u... some. "You know, you are going to have go on adiet to get yourself into that dress. You know bridesmaids want tolook their best."That did get a reaction from Max, but not the one she wanted. "Rhoda,I am actually weighing 10 pounds less than the day we got married. Canyou say the same?"Rhoda was fuming that Max went there. It was wrong of him to. “Push them up, squeeze them between both arms. Smashing, now tweak your nipples. Lovely.” Chris pronounced, and thought very nice tits, perky. “Right knickers off.” She slid the thong off, it caught on her heels, she swayed un steadily. A few more flashes of the lights, as Chris continued to take pictures. “Ok sweetheart, sit in the chair will you.” She sat in the leather arm chair in the corner. Chris continued to click away. “Open you’re legs for me.” She took a gulp, and parted her legs. One. It was an old picture of him in his early twenties I believe that I'd scanned in our local library and with the help of a little Paintshop Pro magic I'd set a picture of me or rather my face on a mirror image of his photo next to him. The results were uncanny to say the least; we might have been twins despite the years between us.Not that I was complaining...I'm Mikey, or Dan depending on who I'm with at the time, Dan being my deceased Granddad and the apple of my still living Gran's eye. So. She shakes her head at the dog who is eagerly expecting a treat. She finally gives in and lets him eat a piece of biscuit she has ready for him. Then she sits on the futon and spreads her lithe legs apart, pulling her knees up and putting her feet up on the cushion. Her toes contort a bit in anticipation when she touches the stuffed monkey up to her pussy.It's soft with its own brown fur against her neatly trimmed kitten bush and it tickles her thighs making her giggle to herself a bit. Leora.