So I thought id crack on as quick was possible so I made a start. Id put a few bags up the loft and then Abbie came walking up Offering to give me som... help. There was a few more black bags which had to go up, by now id put a couple up as I got off my step ladders to have a quick break she said ‘ you want a cup of tea’ I replied ‘oh that would be great thanks’ she went down to make us one. Now I was in her room on my own and I had a brain wave which was to look for her knicker draw! it didnt. Now let me tell you all. I had over the years at druken parties felt Elke up now and then, slapping,or grabbing her ass or squeezing her big tits,,,all in drunken fun mind you. My wife her and I even shared a bed one night at a friends party, but we were all out of it after drinking to much and nothing happened, well least if it did I don't remember.Anyway Elke asked, "How would you like me to pose for you, maybe drapped over the table with a sexy look on my face, you know what I mean, sluty. By then, she was burned out on children, parties, and charities. Why did she leave? Maybe she wanted to renew herself. She was a remarkable painter."Sheila remembered her own life. "Was there another man?" I've never been sure, but I think so."Stunned by his disclosure and with surprising empathy, she said, "That must have been awfully painful." Pain, surprise, and a thrill a minute. It was not my choice," he offered softly.Instantly, Sheila felt a strong need to hold and cuddle him. To shield. G. Just take me to 14 durango street. And I'll get you something from the house." The cabby driver strated up the car and looked in the rear view mirror then spoke,"Hey are you-" Hobart sighed. "Yes, I'm Hobart Hamilton, king of the sex circus", Hobart said with an annoyed drawl "Hey, good to meet you sir. This cab rides on me Mr. Hamilton. I loved your last performance" "Thanks.