It wasBill who was constrained by the miserable existence he'd had for the lastten years - not me. I was Billie, a big, fun loving, bloody attractive ...atleast by my standards, if not Lucy's), West Indian woman. I was so excitedby the idea, I almost missed Lucy's next words."...so as it's Bill's birthday next week, I thought, Gemma, that you couldgive him the contents of that old suitcase you found today. I'm certainhe'd find it really useful. Would that be alright?"Gemma smiled. "Of course. I. When she got home she pulled them off before running to the backyard. As she ran down the stairs into the backyard she could feel the breeze swirl up under her skirt; her sex felt cool and hot at the same time, and that was exciting.Butch had let himself in through the gate that separated their two yards. He was of average height with a nice chest, a cute butt, and blonde curly hair that he wore in a crew-cut so the other guys wouldn't make fun of him. Today he was wearing jeans and a polo. The tales we get are so romanticized, it is impossible to know the hell we’d go through - not a chance.”She switched Tina to her other breast, then thought better of it, handed her to Hester, and said, “You’d better take a turn. Let her suck for a while, then give her back to me. She’s greedy, but we need to take turns so that one of us doesn’t lose her milk.”“So there I was,” Annie proceeded with the tale, “reasonably content and waiting for my Hero. Jesse, that was the innkeeper, was good. Plus, we all know he’s smooth and charismatic with women.”Turning to blushing Dave, Owen asked, “You don’t know what’s going on inside her head, do you?”“No, but she’s said enough that I know that whatever it is has to do with her ex-husband. He did her dirt in some way, and it scarred her. At first, I thought it was superficial, but as we touched on it, I think there are some deep wounds there. I’ll talk to her on the weekend if she comes around. She’s only been coming every second or third.