She allowed his cock to slip from between her lips, then greeted her uncle.“Morning, Lover,” she cooed, “today’s my turn to wake you up like y...u used to do to me. Damn, but I’ll be glad when this baby comes. Then we can go back to you eating me, first thing each morning.”“Yeah? What happens if I get used to starting my day this way? Are you prepared for that possibility?” Ben teased.“Well, there’s always a last-resort tactic . . . “ and she began to pull herself from the perch between Ben’s. She asked him to drop his pants. He did. As she was getting down on her knees, she remembered they were in the kitchen, and it might not look so good if someone walked by outside, so she told him to go up to her bedroom and lie on the bed. When she got to the bedroom, he was lying on the bed in just his shirt. She sat on the bed and looked at his cock and balls, they seemed fine. So she cradled his balls in her hand and asked if that hurt. No. She felt one testicle, did that hurt? No. Moved to. Even with all the crap that came with it, the bullshit I hadto cope with from guys, the way they talked over me, the way theystared, I remained enchanted by my feminine form. I embraced its beauty,poise and sensuality. I couldn't go back to being a man again.Dad had an alternative explanation he gave me in a phone call two weeksprevious."You have come to the Tabernacle," he told me cryptically over thephone. "Between right and left the bride approaches, in holy jewels andfestive garments" Which. The former Homecoming queen had brains to go with her beauty. During college, she had stumbled upon the solution to a problem that had been plaguing the medical community for years and quickly translated her formula into a small fortune, which she used to start her own company.More successes followed and the company quickly grew. She poured all of her energies into the company, never wasting time on a family or even boyfriends.Tom had started working for her a few months ago. His situation.