It was fair enough that Tessa wasn’t sexy, at fifty after all, but somehow we didn’t seem as close these days. She wasn’t really interested in w...at I’d been doing each day at the factory, and I was finding it hard to pay attention while she was talking about her latest planting in the garden. On top of which I supposed it wasn’t helping that what I’d been most interested in for the last few days were things I couldn’t exactly chat about with her!Our daughter is living in London, so one way and. He whispers words of desire and passion against my stomach, his tongue sliding up to my breasts. I lift my hands from my sides, touch his arms, and slip them across his back, then into his hair. Mike captures one of my nipples between his teeth, as his hand cups my breast and he teases it with his thumb. Strokes of fire reach from my nipple to my sex, and I feel more moistness escape me. The strokes of his tongue on my tit, thrills me. My back arches, my hips lift, as my inner thigh welcomes. Who is Emmy bringing?”“John Rivers. He’s a dispatcher at Sheriff’s department. You didn’t invite Maggie, did you?”“No. I told you I ran into her at the mall. Mindy says she’s dating Mike Palmer.”“I’m pretty sure they’re engaged.”“That was quick,” I replied.“Says my brother who went from barely knowing Elizaveta to being betrothed in a few months!”“Not everyone is as big an idiot as I am!”Liz laughed, “Marrying a sexy sixteen year old? No. Agreeing to be ordained? Yes!”“Neither of those makes me. Now that I was a little more awake, I could fully appreciate my daughter and what she had done for her old dad. The eggs were done to perfection, the bacon was fried to a delicate crispness and the hash-browns were a golden brown. Even the coffee was brewed just the way I like it. In a word; FABULOUS. Bailey was looking more and more like her mother everyday. Her long dirty blonde hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail and her dark green eyes were bright and full of life. Years of horseback.