.. we're suddenly facing one another... after gazing into each other's eyes again, our lips lock... your hands move swiftly to strip me down... you wa...t to feel my naked body pressed against yours.... I slowly kiss my way down the front of your body... nape of your neck... curve of your breast... I trail my tounge along the lines of your hip, across your thigh to your swelling clit... I run it the length of your slit, tasting you as your wetness builds.... your fingers run through my hair as. I didn't want her to hear this story and I wasn't looking forward to the argument we were going to have.Finally I said, "I can't talk about it Laura. I don't want to think about it. It wasn't pleasant. Let's just leave it at that."The next few minutes were a battle of wills. I won. But only because I was exhausted and despite every horrible thing that had happened to me I fell asleep in her comforting arms.I was asleep before nine-thirty. I didn't wake up until almost nine the next morning. I. Short of a tank, the limo was indestructible. Leah waited next to the limo, smiling and wearing her chauffeurs outfit. A short, black skirt covered her ass and fishnet-stockings clad her beautiful legs, a white corset pushed up breasts and a red-and-orange tie dangled down into her spectacular cleavage. A small, black jacket and a chauffeurs cap, perched on the curly mass of her brunette hair, completed the outfit. Both Leah and Rachel had let their dyed-blonde hair fade back to their original. "I only want to serve my fellow human beings!" he said, to rounds of applause from the crowd that had greeted the travelers on their arrival.A few months later, Mrs. John Robinson delivered twins. The birth was very unpleasant as she was no longer a young woman. Her husband was at her side as she screaming throughout the twelve-hour delivery. The nurses noticed he had a very strange, almost gloating smile everytime his wife yelled out that he should be the one having the babies instead of her..