”The final stretcher eventually moved past them, and the lead woman shook Reg’s hand, saying, “I want to be able to say in the future that I sho...k Reginald Robertson’s hand. I am sure you will do well for your family, Reginald. We may hear more of you.”“Thank you, ma’am. I am impressed with the easy way you run your team. They seem to like your style of leadership.”She gave a short barking laugh. “Thank God for that, is all I can say!”And she was off, shepherding her crew to the ambulance, glad. I heard the sound of Jason’s car in the drive and gave Neil a hug and a final kiss. He looked so lost and so nervous, losing me for the night to another man. I asked one final time, “Are you okay with this, darling?”Finally a smile from my hubby. With a mix of stress and humour he told me, “Claire, will you stop asking me that! Just go, woman! Go and have your fun with your boyfriend. Just stop asking me that damn question, that’s all I ask!”I kissed him again, gently squeezed the front of his. They instinctively knew what each liked. That winter the fog and rain came back with a fury. For several of their days off Michelle and Melissa stayed home in their room reading or making love. Michelle started a diary writing things down of their stay in San Francisco. She used coded words for their lovemaking she thought no one would learn.They were well-liked by everyone. They did their work, were good company at the kitchen table, never pretended to be sick for an extra day off, and dressed. I was embarrassed, but I don’t know what caused me to follow her orders like a puppy, but I did it. “Good, now wait, you must never show your excitement, it will go down” she said as she slapped it. I cringed. “Jackie now stop that you want this don’t you?” she ask.“Yes mom I do, but it hurt when you slapped it”, I said.“Well young lady its working” she said pointing to my now limp cock. “Put the panty hose now”.I sat down again and slipped the panty hose back on, and the black panty griddle..