I filled him in on the house and what was available if they wanted to crash at my place. Dee and I would be gone off on our honeymoon, but Tara and at...least Lisa and Marie would still be there for a few days before they had to head back home. Little did I know at the time that they'd be there for a few months.Bob knew of Marie and Lisa. He had spent time in a relationship similar to that I had with Marie and Lisa. It was a few years prior to our getting together, but his "ladies" had made the. I watched out of the corner of my eye to be sure she didn’t take matters into her own hands – or hand, as the case may be – but she resisted the temptation. I was utterly enthralled with her breasts, and with the effect my attentions were having on her, but too soon I left that matched set of treasures and kissed my way down her stomach, sometimes licking softly, other times letting my lips and my warm breath suffice. As I moved down her tummy, pausing to stick my tongue into her navel, I. She was staring at me- probably because I was staring at her- so I gave her a wave of apology. The bimbo waved back at me at exactly the same time, like a mirror image. Then I gasped, my heart pounding. The bimbo had moved like a mirror image because that’s what she was. ‘Help you, Miss?’ I jumped. The voice had come from right behind me, an employee of The Fitness Place. And what an employee. He had dark hair and was wearing sweat pants and a tight tank-top that showed off his shoulders and. ‘Oh, like my dad used to do around the house. He had some wrenches and pliers and spackle and stuff, and my mom always kept a job jar for him.’ Actually, this was kind of fun. The martini helped too, so I poured another. ‘Yea, except I can fix ANYTHING, not just stuff with a hammer and screwdriver. By the way, how old are you?’ And that’s how we met. She was 40, living in Brooklyn, a freelance proofreader and writer who worked from home. Her super power, she told me, came from a pair of magical.