Sarah's Amish heritage would consider it excessive. However, I thought she and Sheila could do something together. As far as I knew, Sheila had no dra...ing skills, but no one had a better eye. For the moment, I showed Sarah what little I knew of using perspective in drawings.That night I slept like a rock, perhaps because I had already made my decision. The company would learn to service itself. It was a simple idea, but one that would influence everything. For one thing, I was not the only one. The hand that was on her left breast now slid around and down the small of her back, resting just above her ass, his mouth turned its attention to the left breast, her right still warm and tingling from its attention. As he paid the left breast its much needed time, his hand slid further down her backside, stopping just below the bottom of her ass, his hand gripped her firmly, squeezing in delight. Her bodies responses to his touch was mind blowing. Why had they waited all these years to. No studies, no worries, and nobody pushing for something. I could get used to this."Mandy spoke up at that. "You know you are welcome anytime you want to come over, Traci. At least as far as I am concerned."Greg seconded the notion. "It's fine with me as well. You can use it as a 'safe house' of sorts, to get away if you want. You are always welcome."Traci thanked them both and tried to tell them how much she appreciated the offer. What they didn't know is how much she really needed some. “Yeah from my boyfriend”“Why?’” he asked, looking me up and down, and there was plenty that was worth looking at. My great shaved legs, toned thighs, short plaid school dress, crisp white short sleeved shirt that was hugging and shaping my D cups and my soft blue eyes and high brunette pony tail. “Because I cheated on the cheater” I blurted.“Oh so you like to cheat” said the Janitor. Then added, “You’ve come to the right place, I like cheaters.”Oh I liked cheating too.“Let me keep you safe” he.