I asked if she was hungry and she lifted her head and nodded. I took her upstairs and gave her an old button-down shirt and the pair of slippers which...Jill had enjoyed. Holly was going to cook us breakfast, and even though I like her naked, it is unsafe to cook like that. She looked extremely sexy in my old shirt as I led her back downstairs.I lounged in the den waiting for Holly to serve me, using the time to plan out her first full day of training. I hoped for her to begin her mastery of. "There was a gunfight at the house. Windows were busted out, probably by shotguns. I didn't see any blood except for Brad's old hunting dog that usually laid up under the front porch. Somebody put that dog down with a bullet to the head. There weren't any cause to do that."I hoped bad luck didn't come in threes this time. The last place wasn't on the south end of Piney Woods; it was more towards the north. I had to fly in between two farms that were owned by deacons who were now constables in. But her son had bought her the plane ticket as a gift for her birthday and Sharon was celebrating her new divorce from her doctor husband who couldn’t seem to resist the new young nurses. So here she was. The walk on the beach turned into 2 hours, twice as long as usual. Angie was easy to talk with. The time just flew by that morning. Sharon and Angie were off to Lahina to shop for the day. I spent the day on the phone and computer taking care of some business at home. I was on the roof soaking. He stroked it and wondered if his mother would come to his room. At seven his door opened and his mother walked in dressed in her dressing robe. He pretended to be asleep. Joan pulled her son’s sheets down and spotted his erection. She sat on the edge of the bed and took his shaft in her hand. Brian opened his eyes. “Good morning Mom. I’m glad that you came to wake me up. Are you ready for some more breakfast?”Joan did not say a word. She just bent down and slid her lips over her son’s firm.