The next few hours of their lives would be a blur.The next morning, Donna woke up to the sounds of an alarm clock. She took a long deep breath and tur...ed over in bed to see Juanita wide awake. She was totally naked and enveloped Gregor (who was now Donna's essence) in passionate kisses. "You came in so late last night. I want it now. Nice and hard. The gynecologist told me that my biological clock is ticking and we need to have a child now. Gregor I know that you don't like children. But. What a simple and amazing sign of community, this acceptance of the most basic of human bodily functions. I have often wondered how two such different women became such good friends. My Nanny with her strict manner and common sense approach to life. Her drab grey hair, soft curves and smell of baby powder was so very different from this larger than life woman. Besides the obvious of being next door neighbors, there must have been something else. I think part of it might have been their. I remember the thoughts "am I disappointing them right now?" and "they better not find out I have no experience whatsoever doing this" crossing the far back of my mind very briefly. Obviously I don't want to be saying anything of that out loud, but what escapes my mouth before I can stop it is an unsure "Sorry ... i ... erm" then fall silent again. Obviously I'd just given away that I felt like it was sort of my "duty" to please them and that I thought I was failing at it, why else would I. “Cat got your tongue?” He was in control now and she could see that he liked it, teasing her, making her blush, fidget uncomfortably and become stupid. She looked up at him, using her wide innocent eyed stare. “I think someone’s got a little secret..” he watched her, his blue eyes shining in amusement. “yes” she could barley talk, much to her own horror the word came out in a squeak. “Yes?! Yes what? Yes the cat has your tongue? Yes you have a dirty secret? Gabbie…” He was loving it. She felt.