John had his arm around me as well and his hand started to play with my nipples again. Something told me we were not done. After a few minutes I cou...d feel John’s heart rate begin to slow again.“That was great John.” I finally whispered.“I think you are ready for the next step, baby.”“The next step?”“Yea, I have one more experience for you today. I think you know what it is and based upon what I have seen already you have been waiting a long time for it?”“What’s that?” I was trying to be. "He'd lost me, I hadn't a clue what he was talking about."The breast implants presented no problems at all. As you requested we used the new slow release system, even as you speak they'll be leaking dosages of premerin and oestrogen into your system. You'll notice a difference in a matter of days as opposed to weeks."What? Who the hell was he talking about? What was premerin?" "I think you'll agree that the re-assignment itself is a complete success. You were very insistent going by your notes. . Ms. Kindle explained our plan to hold a silent auction to Ms. Whitney. ‘I’d like Mr. Martin to look over the mailing we’re making. I’m particularly interested in him approving the disclaimer I placed at the bottom of the page,’ Ms Kindle said. Ms. Whitney, seeing that we had no plans to hold a meeting, said she would have Mr. Martin check the mailing and call with any changes he suggested. Ms. Dickens returned with the supplies, saying that she knew now that fifty dollars was not going to. .? What amI now....does it even matter?I don't care, I'm going there with him, you only live once one life tolive, and all that, and well, it turns me on. Go away, shameful feelingsand guilt over stuff I have no control over. I'm a good person I know Iam...and It turns me on, and him too, and after all those years ofpurging and shame I met someone special who..oh FUCKK!!!!...shut up!!! Iyelled at myself...and told myself to breathe and enjoy it, stopworrying, only joy together with him so.