" Before I could get another word out, Madi reached out, taking my hand and sliding it down to her left tit, cupping my hand around it. "What if I ga...e you what Morgan was getting earlier? I mean, you did interrupt us, and I kind of still have the urge that needs to be satisfied," she said with a nervous look on her face. I sat there, not moving, barely able to catch my thoughts. I then felt Madi slowly sliding her right hand up my thigh to the crotch oh my pants. I let out a little gasp,. OH! What a surprise was waiting for him, Nan hadn’t put on any undies. They stood and kissed for a few minutes, all the while Mark ran his hands up and down her old body. “You know, Nan, you have a beautiful body, just the type I love to feel.” “Well, thank you Mark, I just wish I still had the body I had when I was younger.” He replied, “Be happy with what you have, your skin is so smooth and silky still and you don’t seem to have any wrinkles. In fact, you look a lot younger that your. One was wielding a bow, the other a pair of daggers, but both had the same half-crouched posture, resembling nothing so much as vicious jungle cats ready to pounce. Each of them also had a plume of feathers in her hair.The silence was broken by a hushed exclamation: "that's her! The Amazon queen!". At the same time, some small object flew past my ear. The next thing I knew, the queen had one hand raised in front of her, a throwing knife caught between her fingers. It had barely missed me."Those. You are never going to be my maid again and never refer to me as MissJennifer. To me, you are not Maid Paula when you dress, you are stillPaul. I will call you Paula for doing so respects that you areexpressing your feminine side, but you do not need to punish yourselffor wanting to do so.Call me Jen or Jenny all the time. I hate being Miss Jennifer, it mademe feel more distant to the man I love. I am not better than you. Comeon you know better than that.I love you and at first I did not care.