Yes… You’d be perfect.”“Uhhh… Thanks….” I say as a knot develops in my throat.“You’re very welcome,” she says with a smile. “Now... I must be off,” she says. She hands me a piece of parchment. “This is my address. I’ll look forward to hearing from you.” “Umm. Thank you!” I say, taking it and putting it into my pocket. “You’re very welcome,” she says, giving me a sultry smile. She flips her raven black hair as she spins on her heel. I watch her wide womanly hips sway as she walks out. Tingles run. "Vilkatas, I am amazed. I did not expect this from you for years from now! How did you do it?" I had Aklag teach me how to do what he did to contact you. I practiced intently for several days until I got it right. I am not sure why, but this is the clearest that I have ever seen and heard you. Have you perfected your thought communication machine?" Oh, no. We are not even using that machine. You are broadcasting with such power that I, too, can hear and see you better than I have ever done,. All were welcome if they were willing to give a fair days work for their pay and abide by the rules of tolerance in the community.Because of this philosophy Sam's little community prospered. Sam and Jane shared their success with their fellow wives and employees. A job in their business became a commodity highly sought after. Educated people from miles around came to offer their services. The high level of pay and living comfort drew people. Also tolerance of their beliefs, especially their. A loud knock on the door brought her back to reality. "I gotta pee Amy. Hurry up!" said Katie already dressed in her outfit. She had deliberately twisted her nipples before pulling the tank top over her titties. This was going to be some real fun. "I'll be out in a second," said Amy desperately pulling up her blue shorts, sans her panties, up to her waist. Just like Tami, the tight shorts showcased her wet pussy lips underneath, leaving little to the imagination. She then pulled her new tank.