Then it was down the elevator to have dinner in the three star restaurant. It was the first time they had been to a nice restaurant in over seven year.... The last time was a week before their oldest child, Micheal, was born. It was now two children later. It was back up to the room after dinner where they watched a pay-per-view movie that both had wanted to see but one they couldn't take the children to.They had laid on the bed, side by side, just like they did at home every night during Leno.. I hadnt noticed what a beautiful young lady she had grown to be. I guess I had just automatically thought of her as my little girl. I couldnt help but notice now. Fran was about 55. Even behind her arm I could see that her tits were about 34-Cs and they were high, full and firm. She had smooth light skin, a small flat tummy, small hips and long shapely legs. Actually, she looked a lot like her mother. I got a better look as she ran to the bathroom. I enjoyed watching her boobs bounce. I didnt. Taking a sharp right, Suki made her way down a small corridor that led to the admin offices. Simpering to herself at the fact he had followed, she headed towards a wall that housed several rows of small lockers.“I know I want you to finish your share of the assignment as soon as possible,” she responded, not bothering to look back at him.“I’m not familiar with finishing quickly.”“I am, and can swiftly move onto the next one ... assignment I mean,” she added with a tiny giggle before turning. He and Betta both nodded. "Yes. We strove for freedom. Failed. Here in America, a new life, but no time for music. And when I hear Jackson and his lovely wife, I wish. Tonight I hear oboe, and I send Betta to ask," Georg said.Dad told me about meeting people who'd lived the history we only read about. I made a mental note to invite Georg and Betta over again."Mister Georg," I said. "This last one is something that Stoney..." Stoney?" he asked."My husband is Randall Jackson. In the Army they.