Just give it a squeeze”.We still standing there. He with his robe open and I stroking his cock when Mrs Walden came back into the room. She too just...had on a robe. She smiled. “You are such a whore Roger. Leave the poor girl alone” she said “go and let Goldie in while I chat with Fiona”. He smiled and headed into the lounge room to get Goldie. “He talked about you after you were gone yesterday” she said “I knew he wanted a repeat. I told him to behave. I told him you might like Goldie instead”.. " So are you saying I should pay her to do what I should be doing. I mean I kind of see that, but then it is also a business expense." So we keep her. If nothing else she will help with our tax problem next year," Bart said. "I figure we can put out one to five hundred boxes of tea a week with just the three of us.The Diary Queen breakfast should have been deductible since we did a lot of planning there.The orders trickled in for the first several months. The business grew slowly but we were. It'd make you feel good."In actual fact, Phillippa's almost inappropriate act of compassion already cheered Marianne up. Maybe in a woman less sexually promiscuous and less indiscriminate she might have accepted the offer. Perhaps a woman's nipple would bestow again the comfort that her own mother's had provided when she was a suckling babe in arms. But she didn't want to give Phillippa ideas as to her affection toward her that she might regret later. She valued her friendship with her British. "Thanks so much for letting me stay bro" I said to him, while sitting on the couch drinking beer. He was watching sport on TV, something I hate, but in his house I was forced to watch."Anything for my little bro" he said, emphasising the world 'little' and grinning as he finished off his beer, belching loudly. He is so manly. Im not femme but Im clean shaven and tidy and not into sport or drinking beer normally.He stood up, wearing his shorts and white wife beater. His pecs, biceps all.