“The only reason for coming here is the relationship at work, which might just change.””The problem Beth is a matter of penetration something th...t is not going to happen," Steve said with a look of concern on his face. “Masturbation is possible but to penetrate the pussy has never happened.”***Beth looked at Steve with a look of concern and puzzlement wondering what to do. Was this something to even consider getting involved in? Beth leaned over giving him a big hug pushing her breasts into. Over the next few weeks I had many more exploratory conversations with Cheryl. I discovered that when she was 18, she had been dating a handsome college senior named Jim Harrison. He had gotten her pregnant and subsequently married her. Two years later she was pregnant again. They were together about ten years before Jim decided to trade her in for someone younger. Jim was well off and ensured that his first family was well taken care of."Were you this way with Jim?" I asked."Which way?". The repair man calls, Beth opens the door, they look at each other, Beth has a sparkle in her eye, the repair man looks at her breasts, and they exchange pleasantries and go into the kitchen. The repair man gets to work on the washing machine, Beth looks on appreciatively, the repair man is young-ish and good looking. They get into conversation, the repair man asks Beth to help him push the washing machine back into place, he accidentally brushed his arm against her breasts, he apologises, she. ” She sighed, “But he has enough local customers to worry us. Although he’s not that bright. And combine that with his temper ... we’ll nail him one of these days.”“Or someone will snitch him out.”Shrug. “Maybe.”“What else can you tell me about him? Background?”“Wexler’s a breed — white father, mother was a Crow. River Crow. Winona lived on the rez, just a few miles east of here. Billings would be on ... sort of the northwest corner.”“That could be tough. Growing up.”Cathy nodded, “Yeah, Wexler.