"Yes, Alani? What can I do for you?" he asked, quickly getting over his discomfort as his eyes instinctively fixated on the identical, appealing forms...of his secretary, each in a pose designed to accentuate a different physical asset of her overtly sexual body. Alani was clad in an even shorter skirt than usual, barely reaching far enough down her thick, creamy thighs to cover the naked entrance between her legs aching for his cock. Her comically small blouse bared most of her trim midriff and. " It's just a book that I had in my collection," Tim said handing her the large 8 by 11 glossy book.Jenny looked at the title: "The Nude Art of Peter Paul Rubens." Thank you," she said as she flipped the book open to a large photograph of "Three Graces". It was a simple painting of three well-rounded and nude women. It was one of her favorite Rubens paintings because she though it showed women as they really were and not Madison Avenue's view.She looked up at Tim and saw him blush. It was no. ’ ‘Don’t you want to marry me?’ ‘Of yes in a heartbeat. But I don’t want you to be coerced into it. I want you to propose to me of your own free will, of your own desire, not to be pushed into it or trapped into it.’ ‘Oh Connie, don’t you remember we were fucking within mere moments of meeting each other. That was not just lust but I believe it was as result of our souls bonding to each other. The only reason I have not yet formerly proposed was the fact we are not yet established. I do not. " ...but you're not a transvestite." No, mom. Not technically."My mother shook her head. She sighed deeply."My son is my daughter, and she's marrying a man, and she's going to givehim blow jobs, but there is nothing wrong with any of it. What? Are yougoing to marry a chicken?"Mom!" I'm sorry. But you have every color of the rainbow here, sweetie. Whydon't you just say you're a homo and be done with it? It's 2015, afterall." Mom, if it helps you, you can think of me as gay, okay? I'm Liberace..