When Vicky and Heather, accompanied by Pat who had gone out in order to usher them in, entered the living room both young women stopped dead in their ...racks, then with a cry of joy, Heather rushed to me, and throwing her arms about my neck, sobbed, "Oh Sam, I missed you. I missed you. I missed you."But Vicky just burst into tears and then bolted for the stairs and rushed up them.I kissed Heather and then said, "I missed you too my sweet. You feel so good in my arms. Kiss me. Kiss me to show me. For now, I want all of you to become familiar with those parts of the VFL unit that you haven't been working with, along with how it interfaces to the rest of the machine, so that everyone will have a good feel for the whole picture."He then proceeded to give us a brief rundown on the various customers that would be represented, including the Los Alamos National Laboratory, Lawrence Livermore Lab, both the British and French atomic agencies, the US Navy, and at least one unnamed government. As I stand there breathing in I smell something. I sniff again and I realize its me. I havent taken a shower since the evening with the dogs and thats been 2 days. I smell like sweat and something else. I spread my legs a little wider and I know where the source is. I reach down between my legs and run my hand across my pussy. It feels damp and a little sticky. I bring my hand back up to my nose and inhale. Its a different smell then I normally have. Its powerful and I suspect its heavy with. I poured some on, and began to scrub her back for her as I closed the door behind us. It was cramped, but definitely nice. Mary’s eyes closed as she leant in towards me a little bit, letting the water wash over us both. ‘It’s basically like a woman’s pleasure reflex. It is for me, anyway.’ My response was purely male to the max. ‘Like a dog’s foot banging the ground when you scratch it’s ears?’ Mary turned around, and I looked at her innocently. ‘More like a cat purring when she’s happy.’ Her.