So she helped him the rest of the way down the stairs and he had his breakfast.When he tried to return to his room he was completely unable to get up ...ven the first step, so they called an ambulance for him. A couple hours later she called the hospital to see how he was doing. The receptionist there said he was fine; he just had both of his legs in one leg of his boxer shorts.I am sending this to my children so that they don’t sell the house before they know the facts.Some random Thoughts from. I should have just said no.That night, I layed in bed, unable to sleep and struggled with my thoughts. “What if he came back in?” “What if I wanted him to?” I didn’t want to admit to myself that the fact that I was laying there completely nude probably meant I was waiting for him, waiting and hoping even. Hours later, I heard my bedroom door slowly open. I held my breath in anticipation but what happened next I didn’t expect. Steven, fully nude, climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. His. "Hi Tiffany," I said to her. "Delighted you could make it! You stilllook good in that outfit." Thank you. I wasn't sure if the colours suited. I was thinking ofchanging, but as you insisted. I have changed my tights and pantiesthough!"I took her hand and we went to the bar and ordered some drinks, thenwent to look at the menu.The drinks came and then we got up and went into the restaurant. Thealcohol helped, of course - it always does. Tiffany opened up to meabout her life. She had known from a. A shudder would ripple through Sally every time I did it."She does look content," I whispered in agreement, stroking Sarah's naked ass with my other hand. "I wander what she's thinking about?" I'm thinking that you two aren't helping here." my mother grumbled as she continued to work on her pleasure."I know what I'm thinking about," I said in reply, tweaking my mother's nipple before going back to cupping and caressing her breasts."What Daddy?" my daughter asked mischievously.This morning I was.