Being nine months pregnant makes it hard to go to work or do much else for that matter. I was a week over due and miserable. The doctor told me to hav... sex to help bring on the labor but my husband was not into having sex with anyone whose belly was bigger than his (it was a close call). I wanted this k** out and was willing to do anything to make it happen.I could not even get sleep in the house because it was full of workers trying to get the nursery ready for the baby. In typical fashion. Did this four-hundred-year-old farmhouse have a ghost? I finished drying myself, then returned to my bedroom and got dressed, still thinking about the mysterious face at the window and wondering who she was – and how much she had seen!Half an hour later I made my way downstairs to find the breakfast room. The smell of a frying bacon wafted up on the air from the kitchen, and I heard voices chatting somewhere in the house. I wandered along a stone-paved hallway, past a couple of closed doors, up. "How do you plan to get her home?" Grace asked."I thought I might beg a crew ... are you interested?" he asked."What do you think, daddy?" I asked, "Could we go?"Daddy had walked up behind us as Niels was taking in the sheer size of the Rhodes. It's not as big as some ... but most of those are found in Greece, New York or San Francisco. It was damn big for the Lakes and there was a class of five if he felt the need to pit his skills against others of his ilk; millionaire Packing Barons, Rail. Or at least, that was what I was aiming for, judge for yourselfIt is still dark when you wake me up with your soft moans.The first thing I notice is that the night has become chilly and that I feel pleasantly aroused.With a soft yawn I stretch my arms, tensing my body for a stretch.Relaxing in the short afterglow of a good stretch, I bury my head in my pillow again, listening to your breathing.You breath is short and shallow, a soft gasp breaks your rhythm and I feel your body twist a bit next.