“Can I help you?”“I’m looking for a bed," she replied. “Queen size. Brass frame. For me and my boyfriend.”I smiled at this unnecessary det...il, but she did seem rather young to be shopping for furniture. She had a pretty face with large dark eyes, but her long brown hair was untidy, as if she had just woken up.“Come this way,” I said. As the aisle was too narrow to pass her, I gestured her towards a corner of the bed department, where we kept the style she wanted, and followed her down there.If. ”“I see. Thank you, sir.” He turned back to Catherine. “Madam, I now have authorisation to purchase the building you require. I merely require measurements for the projection to be of the correct size on the wall, and any other special requirements you have.”Catherine quickly said, “The room must have either no windows, or windows that can easily be blacked out. I can order a stand with the projector, so I just need a seat for operating the projector. I can order these myself.”“No other. Within a couple of minutes Jill followed me upstairs."Why not?" Why not what?" I really would like for you to be a more gentle person. Someone whois more understanding of what I need." And exploring my feminine side is what you think will do that? Forgetabout it."The discussion did not end there. Jill persisted, and the more Iresisted, the more she insisted. It started an argument and that nightI wound up sleeping in the guest room. At breakfast the next morningthe air between us was still. Her hungry, pouting mouth swallowed as much as it could. Its warmth sent shivers down my spine. My balls contracted right up into their sack. The moment I’ve been waiting for, I thought! She moved slowly, in and out, in and out, sucking intensely until she couldn’t anymore. She stopped, got up and patted the bottom of the massage table.“Put your bum here”, she ordered. I willingly obeyed. “Open your legs, wide”. She bent down, held my shaft in her hand, pouted her lips again, covered his head.