The up side was that I could get to Brick Lane for a good curry at lunch time. The down side was that even if I didn't feel like a good curry I could ...till smell it all day.Upstairs there were researchers and the accounts department. I was sitting in my office, going through my thoughts after my visit to the Prep Centre. What worried me was how normal it all felt, how easily I seemed to have slipped into accepting the ideas, the whole basis behind this bizarre business. A few weeks ago I. My fiancé being one of them. He was from a well to do family and my parents were happy we were going together. After a short courtship we got engaged. My fiancé being from a very religious family didn’t want to have sex until after we were married. I was okay with that. I’d give him blowjobs regularly though , because he said that wasn’t sex and I went along with it, since I enjoyed doing it. If he would have let me I would have had sex with him before we got married. Since there were so many. That was a stroke of luck that would save me quite a bit of postage, especially for Sheila's hot water bottle and zebra cover.Malcolm got back before I could get on to the vexed subject of what to do about Vee, but we heard him coming up the stairs so I was able to hide the two boxes with the tray purses.He and I had the job of making supper that night; he did a mean variation of meatballs using faggots, and I did the spaghetti and the table-setting while he knocked up a tasty. ." Yes."He stared at me a moment, and I was enjoying the way he looked both confused and turned on. "Mom ... like ... you know and you're okay with it?" Not at first, I wasn't ... but ... I've thought about it a lot, talked to your sister, talked to someone I trust ... and ... Look ... I want you to be honest with me, Dex ... it turns you on, smelling me, doesn't it?" Uh ... uh ... I mean..." Let me see it ... Let me see you sniff them..." Even though I'd only worn them since my shower, I knew.