My name is Nancy. So you’re the one my little niece has had her heart on?” She said.“Yes, ma’am. Apparently so.” I said as I looked down at ...tacy.“Do you love her?” She asked.“Ma’am?” I asked.“Simple Question, Joshua. Do you have feelings for her, or are you just interested in fucking her? If she were to cut off the sex, the physical contact and just do outings and the such, could you live with that?” She asked.“Ma’am, and please understand that it’s a hard question to answer with your niece. He too, as per habit, started licking my palm, and the key in it.I bent down slightly to rub playfully behind his ears, and nuzzle his coat. Which turned out not to be a great thing to do while naked. My C-cup breasts swung forward over my palm and right in front of his face. Moti moved his tongue from my palm to my breasts and started licking my nipples and aureoles.And my instant reflex was a rather stupid one. I should have realized Moti was just a dog and meant no harm. But when you have. I could only guess how she felt, away from home for so long with everything so unfamiliar, dealing with pigs like Warner. The most exotic place I’d ever been was Toronto, and that was culture shock enough.At the inn, I made another call to my boss.He said, “I get it. But if we raise a stink, we could lose the sale. It’s worth a million and a half.”“It’s not just that he’s a racist, sexist pig,” I said. “I think he’s trying to obstruct me, too. Our equipment will lower their production costs,. Gently taking her still-trembling hand, he led her to the stairs past a man moaning, eyes closed, gripping his lover by the hair as he pumped himself into her mouth.* * *Trembling on rubbery knees, Heather went into the ladies’ room. Strangely, it was empty. Or perhaps not so strangely, considering just how many people had crammed into the upstairs room to watch them do…that. She felt both ashamed and strangely exhilarated. A minor tremor shook her and her face burned. She used the sink to wash.