I looked on the bed and saw Susan looking at me in wonder. Kitten, Chris, and when I glanced behind me, Sandy, were all on their knees, waiting for me...to mount them, if I wanted.Returning to Amy, I started to work my way down her small chest. Her tiny nipples could hardly be found. Her breathing was starting to peak, and I knew she was ready to have an orgasm. It was amazing how little it took to bring a Tandra female to her climax. Probably the number of aroused females had a direct bearing on. " I don't know. Have you talked to father?" Caroline's smooth brow grew lines of worry as her silver thimble reflected the lamplight. She did not want to discourage her husband's ambitions, but she felt the need for security rather than an unsettled, if hopeful, future. Unending lists of things-to-do and self-nags about unfinished chores cluttered her memory. Some mornings she was still surprised to find that she was a mother and no longer a child.Robert shook his head. "But Mr. Anderson is. She made sure her thigh was touching his as they ate in relative silence.She put her arm around him and gazed in his eyes. "Thank you for a wonderful time. I'm about to cry. Don't you laugh." Thank you for the biggest thrill I have had in years. I'm not sure how well I'll do without you next to me."She kissed his cheek and whispered, "I feel like you are being surgically severed. I like being next to you, too." She sighed.She picked up her cell phone and dialed. "Kelly? It's Sheila. I'm just. ." Although what?" It might be a good research experience for my writing." This was pretty lame, and I didn't really expect it to fly. But she thought about it and then said "Maybe you're right." Really? You wouldn't mind?"She turned her head to look at me, and I caught a whiff of her perfume, or maybe it was her shampoo. Something nice."Well, I'd hate to think I was stunting your development as an artist or anything, and I'm kind of curious about this phone sex thing myself. I hear it pays.