She was also amazed that when we started having drinks then it was approx 10:45 or so. I said we can’t cook anything now. We have to eat whatever is...ready to cook.I did not bother myself wearing any shorts and went to the kitchen. She was still laying on the sofa. I said Mrunali, we have only Bread, Butter and Jam. She said, yeah that is fine. We can eat that also.So, I got the Bread, Butter and Jam to the living room and I said I will prepare it for you. She said: ok dear, in the meantime I. Sarah's 'restored' vision was still more of a promise than a reality, but it seemed to improve every day. She still couldn't consciously recognize shapes, but at some level she could perceive the world, because she no longer needed the room voice to warn her about furniture or people that were in her way as she walked around. She could also distinguish faces from non-faces, even if she couldn't tell one face from another until the owner spoke to her.The only fly in the ointment was Theresa.. ” Steve swallowed. “I, well… maybe I shouldn’t’ve said anything.”“No, no, it’s okay,” she gained confidence. “It’s just, well, I was thinking that I might like to try it.”“Oh,” he considered. “You mean the writing part, don’t you, not reading?”“Yes.” Amy nodded eagerly. “But I guess I wouldn’t mind reading some also, if you think that would help me make a better job of the writing.”Steve conceded that it would, but stopped short of offering his own work for her review. He offered. The sheets shifted, and a head popped up in front of her. “I was asleep, until you started pushing your pussy into my face. Now i want to eat it like a thanksgiving feast.” Anabelle’s face now flustered redder than ever, even though she still was mad at him, decided she could not stay mad at her forever.“Mmmm...please..i need release.. I do not care how..” Her moans grew more needy hearing him talk dirty to her. That was the other thing she loved about him. He was not afraid to be a sexual.