Gradually she took me deeper and deeper, until her lips were pressed against my belly, and I could feel the grip of her throat around me. I felt mysel... getting near release, but wanted to prolong the sensuality of this time, so reached down and drew her to her feet, so I could kiss her, deeply. Her tongue hungrily responded to mine. She pulled away and took my hand, leading me across the living room to a door off the hallway. It was her bedroom, obviously and I was surprised and partly shocked. "I have to say, Mr. Walls, this is one of the most interesting things I've ever read. You've managed, with this report, to put a price on infidelity. It's reasoned, well researched, taking in factors most would never consider, based on hard numbers. I understand how your business is so successful."He grinned. "As you know, the defendant has also submitted a report, disputing the prices you used. It's his opinion the sex wasn't nearly that valuable. Lack of tightness and entusiasm being the main. It would be a good breakfast!"Neah." I'm coming."Carefully picking the metal pail back up, Zak carried it and the eggs out toward the middle of the field. The goats were up, waiting. The girls were, at least. Seven were standing around, grazing, while the eighth came up to great him. Zak carefully transferred the egg basket to his left hand before reaching out to pet Betty. The goat licked at his wrist."No, the eggs aren't for you. One of them is for The Lady, so you'd better not touch. It was hard for the girls to resist the appeal of a cooked breakfast after their exertions of the previous night but, in the end, smoked salmon and scrambled eggs on wholemeal toast seemed a reasonable compromise between something healthy and something sustaining. The two of them were tucking in as Cherie Cola swept through on her way to check out, her soccer playing males following at her heels. "Bye, ladies," she called as she passed them. The rest of the restaurant turned to stare at Effie.