If you’re good it might be you, dear.” She giggled at how he said that and moved on to other things as she worked on the dishes. Once she was don... she swept and mopped the kitchen and even wiped down all the counters. She noticed they were all a bit sticky and wondered what was being served that would leave them like this. Especially since there didn't seem to be any residue. Whatever it was seemed to be clear and if miriam sniffed carefully as she scrubbed she caught a musky kind of scent off. She opened the door to the small office and inside was a desk, couch, and chair – no windows. She said go ahead and use the couch, and enjoy myself. It felt weird being in there by myself, and I was kind of losing my hornyness, so I got up and opened the door to leave and found the sales lady standing on the other side of the door – she had not gone back to the cash register, but was standing at the door waiting to listen to me masturbate myself. She looked more distressed at me finding her. “All right, Numa. I can see that you have decided to add Jean to our family.”“Correction, John, as you are usually quick to correct me in similar circumstances. I have decided to allow Jean to determine for herself if she wants to be added to our family. According to your own social rules of this tribe, she makes up her own mind. Right?”“Quite right, Numa. I apologise for my assumptions.”He turned to face Jean. “And I apologise to you as well, Jean. I should have simply gone and asked Numa,. Itlooked nice enough, but you could tell that it wasn't anything expensive.She looked it over and said it was nice. Dianne asked her if she likedit. Jenny said pretty much that she did. "Good," Dianne said, "becauseI'm getting it for you. It's time you had something besides the murse."Jenny told her that murse found her lack of faith disturbing, but Diannecame back with murse would have to learn to live with it. "It's not likea wallet, Jenny," she said, "it's ok to have more than one. Now, no.