I did just what she told me to do. I closed my eyes and turned around as she stripped down to a black and pink bustier she had on beneath her skin tig...t blouse and skirt. How that worked out, I don’t know, but Georgiana somehow looked fantastic in it. It made me think of her as more then an older woman. She appeared to me as a woman of around only 30 some years old. She had stood up for me to allow me to look at her. Oh my God, she looked marvelous in what she was wearing. And my eyes and mouth. "So Raymond, you really like the looks of me wearing my black half-square glasses and beaded neck chain?" "Why do you ask that?" I asked Lois with a pleasant smile. "I see the way you pull back on the bench so you can peer through them." "True enough Lois, I can't say why but the looks of you in granny glasses is quite fetching." Lois was wearing a purple skirt with a white blouse and low kitten heels in glossy black along with a glass beaded necklace, in short looking quite hot. "So what. Trying to focus as I kiss her neck." Do not cum" I whisper in her ear as my hand squeezes a little more, as she gasps her response. Her knees weak as she leans against my strong arms, my throbbing hardness against her ass, grinding as she tries to keep from going over the edge. " Such a good girl." I groan in her ear, feeling me pull away slightly. Catching her breath as she leans forward against the wall, hearing the metallic clink of my belt being undone. I gently push her forward a step. With nothing else to do, I hugged her closer and didn’t go back to sleep. Guarding Abby seemed like a much better idea. I was tired when we struggled awake, but that was just fine with me. If the death voice was after Abby, then I had even more reason to make sure she got and remained healthy. When we completed our morning rituals, I escorted her to the dining room for another buffet breakfast. While she picked over the offerings, I added a few things my plate that I thought would help her.