Once I felt I could again speak normally I walked back to the reception desk. The girl (who as it turned out is Stephanie) was still there. I quietly ...xplained my situation and that I wanted us to have some fun; but with me in control of it. She again smiled a wide smile and whispered, “Sounds like you need The Egg.” I questioned “The Egg?” “Yes.”, she explained, “It’s a small vaginal toy, very popular. Essentially a radio controlled vibrator.” My dick jumped as I thought of it. This sounded. Her eyes looked over us with suspicion and disgust. I am sure she was one of those ladies who was going to think it was so wrong that I was a teenager and pregnant. I really did not care what she thought though. “Yeah well looks like old as dirt agrees with you,” he whispered with a laugh into my ear, referring to the woman behind the counter. I laughed and pressed myself up against him, not caring who saw us. No one around here knew we were related. “Can I help you with something,” the old. " Settle down?" Ivory practically shrieked. "You want me to settle..." Her words were cut short as her father-in-law grabbed her by one arm and began to haul her from the room. "Stop that! Pops, what the hell's the matter with you? Leggo – stop pulling on me!"Frank looked back at the Mayor as he continued out the door. The Mayor sighed with nervous relief and nodded, grateful for the other male's understanding of the circumstances here in Utopia. This little situation had almost come to the. Dammit!, I thought. I was almost there. Jericho, I think, loves me. I like him too, but I’m not ready to make the commitment to move in with him. For one thing, it would kill my mom. She dreams of me marrying a white boy, preferably some insurance salesman or accountant, so he can provide a ‘life of ease’ for me. I really have no interest in that. She’s been with many men, and once when I asked if she’d rather be rich or free to live the way she wants, she readily chose to keep her freedom..