" I do."The landline telephone rang, and I snatched it up without thinking."Yes?" Put Jack on."No please, thank you, kiss my butt, put Jack on, that w...s it.I handed the phone to him and sat back in my chair, about ten seconds later a pair of arms pulled me into a soft pair of breasts, two hands stroked my head and Brenda said softly."Leave it to Jack, Terry, he's not new to this sort of thing, your mum will be back here before you know it."Jack put the phone down without speaking and gestured. I’ve been a dicky friend, but I’ll make it up to you today, promise.” Tom then brushed past me, walking straight into the living and settling himself down. I noticed he always felt so comfortable in my home and I loved that. “You look a bit like a slut today Rose.” Tom mockingly said.“Shut up, I like this skirt.” “So do I.” At the time I didn’t think anything of that comment. He was my best friend, maybe that’s why I was so blind to it at first.“Stick something on.” “I’m dressed already Tom.” . She looked lovelier than ever in the lavender gown she'd worn. The soft satin fabric clung to her curves, accentuating her figure and the silken smoothness of her peach complexion. The diamond necklace sparkled, like her sapphire eyes. She sipped the wine in the long-stemmed glass."This is heavenly," she said. "Are you happy?" Ted asked.She set the wineglass on the table and leaned forward. The cleavage between the mounds of her soft, smooth breasts was deep. "Yes," she replied, her voice soft. .. either?” Mrs Van Buren could be distinctly to the point when necessary.“My child will have the same father as your daughter’s, Mrs Van Buren. As to legitimate, well I would not marry someone simply to give a man’s name to a child. In the West you would, I think, be surprised at how similar are the surface moralities people live by. As, I suspect, in the East, the rules people actually work under are different to those they publically espouse”“That is true, my dear. Yet it is the public rules.