I repeated this two more times, pushing a little farther in each time so as to fully lube myself before driving in completely. As I did, the door bang...d against its hinges.Jess grunted loudly, making no effort to hide our activities from either Emma (who already knew about our sex life) nor the clerk (who Jess couldn’t have cared less about learning about our sex life.)I reached around to the front of Jess’ shirt and massaged her boobs through it as I pumped into her from behind. I felt my. I was still getting used to this life myself and each day posed a new challenge, yet seemed to get easier. I know that sounds weird.While ringing up customers, my mind focused on that and pretty much nothing else. I did like my job and providing good service and the plus side to it was that it kept me from thinking about being a girl, which was all I had thought about for weeks.As I moved on to the next customer, I looked up to them, and before I could speak, they started off.“I’m sure if you. You can feel the market. And Murphy is small enough, and the stock float is small enough— Wait a minute!"She picked up the phone again and called Bill on the trading desk. "Bill, I forgot something. No one knows this, but watch the Murphy volume! Because of the family control of the company, they never paid much attention to the stock or the stock price. They never traded it. But Bill, there are only one million shares, and — this is the secret — Sandra Donnell already owns or controls about 75. And true to his word, every morning when she woke up, it was never much later until he joined her."Good morning," she said cheerily, resting her head on his shoulder. He grunted.Harley smiled at his morning grumpiness, and reached up to kiss it away. He kissed her back fervently, pulling her snugly against his body. He kissed the top of her head and ran his hand over her slightly protruding stomach."Morning!" a voice called out brightly and Harley and Cal turned to see Olive skipping sprightly.