A day later I was sitting in a homey living room a few minutes from campus holding a cup of tea and looking at a very serious young women as she asked...me a battery of questions. I can see why a lot of the guys wanted to live here, the house was nice and Morgan was as hot as the sun. Keeping my eyes locked forward I silently thanked the orphanage and it's crazy military training to keep my eyes from straying down as I looked at her during the interview. Through some miracle she accepted me and. "Yeah, take it off of her," Bill told him, the excitement making his voice low and husky. "Wow, yes," was all he could say. "OK, but you have to do it with your mouth," she told him. She leaned forward and cupped her breasts, bringing the left one to his mouth. He opened his mouth and gripped the pastie with his teeth. She pulled back and it came off, exposing a large pink nipple, swollen to a hard point! Jerry let the pastie drop from his mouth as she brought the other tit up and held the. "Chief..." Call me Jack, please, Deb."She nodded again. "Jack. I'm having a tough time saying what I want to."Kostowe sighed. "Ah. Deb, I'm an old man, and not too likely to be too embarrassed to say what needs saying any longer. I've made my choices in life, as have you, but they are not irreversible. I would think it is not too late for you to start new relationships. And if you met the right man, even now, it isn't too late for you to be a mother."Deb stared ahead, driving automatically,. City called Cutler Ridge, in south Miami, not too far from the top of The Keys. Lot of expensive homes there.I'm dressed nicely. Conservatively, as always. Cute little mini skirt, short enough to be a little sexy, especially when I'm sitting and the skirt is riding up my thighs but not so short as to look slutty. I picked out a fashionable, yet low cut top to compliment the skirt. My hair is pulled back in my usual ponytail. As always: cute, innocent, hottie me.There was good food, good booze.