<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Bcbb48cf13.jpg)</div><br/>“Oh thank goodness you're here, Robert.”<br/><br/>An antique hard copy mechanical manual came sliding out of from under the machine, with a length of pipe on top, which rolled off of it and rang it's way across the concrete floor.  The serpentine tail undulated as the lamia girl ooched her way out from under.  “I wanted to have the boiler going when you got here so you could have a bath,” she explained.<br/><br/>Round hips covered in crimson scales ooched out, giving way to a tight, bare waist, then a pair of silky melons remarkably perky for any girl, much less for one almost twice his age.<br/><br/>Hands reached out and caught the side of the machine, then Laura limboed out form under it.  The ginger haired beauty wrapped strong arms around Robert's back and gave him a good, strong squeeze, silky chest pressing into his.  “And don't give me any of that 'Aunt' stuff.  I love your uncle dearly, but we don’t posses each other.”<br/><br/>She coiled back and faced him, hands on her hips, “No grown man calls me anything but Laura unless he wants me to feel old, got that Rob?”