I gave Aunt Bessie a color copy of one of Will's nudes of me as a Christmas present. I had another present for her I could let mom see.Beth liked the ...rotic pictures best. Aunt Bessie loved all of it, especially the horses. The drawings of The Bay especially. We talked about how to get him over his fear of ropes, and spent hours talking about every aspect of Western Pleasure Riding. I told them a lot about Will and his love of horses and erotica. I promised to bring him to the ranch.Dan arrived. She said, “Honey that means that you are the man of the house and that I am your wife. You get to feel me up, kiss me, and sleep with me. Whenever you are hard you can slip it into me, after all I have three holes and there is no waiting.”I was holding her bare breasts in my hands, she had never bothered to put her T-shirt back on. I looked down and asked, “Can you take your pants off?”Mom asked, “Would you rather do it up in OUR bedroom? If you like we can do it right here on the kitchen. She held it at arm's length tosee the full picture. The beautiful blonde woman. Nothing like the Annain the passport photo. The plain woman that she, in a former life, wasmarried to. This woman looked spectacular. Everything that the clinichad promised had come to pass.Her phone warbled and she tickled the pad to forward the email.She reached into her bag, and her purse. She left a 10 euro note in thetray with the check, and put her things back in her bag. She stoodslowly, smoothing the. It reminds me of an experience I had long ago, only it is much more intense and lasts much longer. Marta's confidence soothes me and I slowly regain my cool. "Wow! That was freaky. Thank you for taking that." She hands my glass back to me and I take another sip. "I didn't want to witness any alcohol abuse, especially not with something more expensive than most fine perfumes. That was a reaction to the adrenalin. The rush of action. The fact that it happened afterwards instead of during your.