We talked a bit more until I put my hand out for her to touch.She put her hand on mine and we let them just rest together.I put my other arm around he... and brought her closer to me, I stroked her hands and she did get more relaxed, she was still very nervous.I started letting my hands wander a bit more about her body, and she did the same, we moved to the bed where we just lay there for a few moments, while I stroked here arms and lower back, she cuddled up to me closer.I let my hand slide down. But I'd thought of it, and Amanda had often gushed about the fun of waking Jared with a morning blowjob. So, there I was, in Chuck's arms, thinking about giving it a go. Hey, creeping monogamy or not, it would be a very Maggie Benson thing to do, wouldn't it?Problem was, I was so damn comfortable right where I was. Chuck was right, yesterday-when he said that it looked like I was sleeping on a cloud. It was that nice. So, I didn't move down and go for the dick. I stayed right were I was,. "Whatever you wish Drake," I said using his code name jokingly. "So I am being commissioned. Do you break a champaign bottle over my head?" Nothing like that, we just give you an objective and push you out into the cold cruel world." Now that is not very nice. But then I don't suppose I have a choice," I said."I have a little speech, but why bother," he said. "You owe us big time Maxine. If not for this program, you would be in a hospital bed with tubes up your ass for as long as they chose to. “Swallow it, white-boy. Swallow it down. It’s a procedure you’ll have to get used to.”And I did swallow. I had to. Some of it at least, otherwise I may have ended up drowning. “Just look at you, boy. You’re a total mess. We’d better get some of that cleaned up.”And with that unnerving statement, causing me to open my eyes to tear-blurred vision, I saw his dark hulking figure stoop down and pluck a can from my very own basket.“This should do just nicely,” he said, “It resembles what will happen.