” I would nod my head and say, “Sure Derk, I will.” I didn’t know what I was swearing allegiance to, after all every nine-year-old’s Mother ...s a saint to be worshipped and cherished. That short house painter, fixer-upper, who wore white clothes and a tie taught me to respect a person, no matter his status or position. He opened my mind to that value, one which we always are reminded of until the day we die, and Derk smoked Pal Malls. The weather was warm for Christmas Eve and the lake wasn’t. Covered with fresh desire the irresistible mist pulsed into her open vagina, filling her to the brink; pushing incessantly against her cervix. Macy howled her crisis into the gray metal of the filing cabinet, she came, and came, and changed. Exhausted, but gratified she slumped to the floor.The laboratory door burst open, as a fearful technician rushed to investigate the scream."Macy, Macy, are you alright? What happened?"Macy opened her eyes and stared hungrily up at Alison."I'm fine, just. "I stopped speaking when I noticed Cynthia standing by the door. She was wearing the same short robe I'd seen before, only now she had added the padded bra. Her hair was brushed, but her face was gaunt, devoid of makeup. "What he wants to uncover is one of the owners. He crowed about the way he fleeced her in Denver, and now he wants to do it again in Baltimore." What are you saying, Cynthia?" Tom Collingsworth asked his daughter-in-law. "Are you accusing Sammy of acting inappropriately?"All of. I was aware of the swayof my breasts. Correction, I was just AWARE of them, all the time, pullinggently at my chest muscles. And I was injured and limping slightly on mybruised leg. It was a relief to have a shower and relax. Back in mybedroom, I took the luxury to look over my graceful legs. Then I let mybathrobe slip to the carpet so I could admire the nude, supple figure inthe mirror.I was surprised that this body was so soft and limber and not more toned.Maybe all that flying meant Anna.