"I had no idea this was going to happen," said the beaming author; "One minute I was having a pleasant conversation with a very sexy pregnant lady, if...that is not otiose to say, in the 'Homer Vargas' section of the emporium and the next minute I'm coping with a confabulation of concentrated copulation," the author announced in his annoyingly alliterative affectation."Apparently, several young -- well at least they were pre-menopausal -- women overhearing our conversation about seducing young. For a few minutes I suckled on her teats, drawing them one by one into my mouth, nipping them gently with my teeth, hearing the soft sounds of pleasure above me. My hands caressed her legs, from her ankles to her tiny panties and back. My fingertips explored her calves and thighs, the backs of her knees and the deep crease where her soft flesh merged with her firm buttocks. Above me, Hilary sighed again and pulled my head closer into her breast. My active fingers sought and found the elastic. ”“I know Doctor Evgeni,” Deacon Vasily said. “He’s a good man. What precisely did he say?”I repeated what I had been told, and promised to call with any updates. Before he hung up, he put Tasha on the line and we confirmed she’d be in McKinley on Sunday as planned.“I’m not sure about any of the rest of these,” I said to Clarissa. “I suppose I’ll return each one and just relay the most basic information that he’s in surgery.”“That probably makes the most sense,” she agreed.I began at the top of. I heard a soft moan from under the table then asked, "Is that any better?"Megan managed a guttural, "Yessss," before beginning to rise from below the table. Once she was upright, she leaned in and kissed me deeply before moaning, "God, that felt great. Can we do more of that later?"I quietly answered, "You know we can. Do you have anything else would you like to try?" Nothing that I can think of right now, but I'm sure we'll think of many ways to please each other," she responded before.