Karen’s shoulders slumped. She knew she was being given an order to do something she didn’t want to do. And I don’t mean the icy-hot on her butt...plug. She lifted herself off the seat and pulled her plug loose, focused on what she was doing instead of the car we were about to pass on the interstate. I got to see the look in the driver’s eyes as he saw a pair of tits come up past the passenger side window sill.As Karen applied the icy-hot to her plug, she replied to my question. “When people want. . no vent," she moaned. The moan was loud enough to warn the men in the building. Vee hadn't eaten sensibly since she came back from Konstanz ... and she was one of those rare women who produce the finest products of intestinal unfortitude when she was running on empty instead of on full. Her last real meal was a salad bar at the Caf in Konstanz and there isn't much that exceeds the malodor of lettuce, pepperoncini, dill pickle, black olives and mushrooms mixed with stomach acid ... The green. Do you think you’d be able to see your way clear to give Jessica two weeks off?”“Tiger!” Jessica protested. “You can’t ask that!”I chuckled, “The nice thing about not being part of your little fraternity is that I can do whatever I want!”Belinda laughed, “You’re learning fast, Steve. Don’t let them suck you into their insanity.”“I won’t,” I said. “I have enough of my own to worry about without adding any more!”“That’s for sure!” Jessica agreed.“When the time comes, Jessica can put in a request. " "How do you mean George? I've always been okay with your love making." I don't mean just okay Ramona. I mean to do things that make it really exciting." George, have you been thinking about things we might do to liven things up a bit?" Well Ya, I guess I have thought about doing a few things, at least trying them, to see if they put some extra excitement in our sex life." Well tell me what you've thought about us doing to get that added excitement?" Well honey, I think about how it excites me.