She made a few funny and insightful comments about my book. Oh, and she is crazy about you, but you must know that.’ Tracy laughed. ‘Yeah,’ I la...ghed, reminded of the blessing that I don’t blush. ‘Pretty lucky for me.’ ‘You are both lucky.’ I was feeling a little self-conscious and I was ready to change the subject. ‘I brought your next chapter back and thought I would pick up some flowers for her while I am here.’ ‘Oh yeah? Ready for red roses now?’ She teased me. ‘Oh, we’re way past that. I’m. Startled they looked at us for a moment then dropped each other’s hand. Peggy quickly stopped and performed a cute perfect performer’s curtsy, and Mandy followed a moment afterwards.“Oh Mandy, that looked incredible!” Linda gushed, as Mandy skated over and gave her sister a hug. We all agreed, and hugs were exchanged as Peggy came over a little nervously and joined us. Linda then grabbed her and gave Peggy a hug too, thanking her for the obviously hard work she had been doing for her. “N . . . o, uh . . . no,” I protested to Lori, “this wasn’t at all what I had expected, Lori, no . . .” Lori easily pulled my tie free and began unbuttoning my shirt as Sasha worked swiftly, yet gently at removing my loafers and socks, unbuckling my belt, unfastening my pants as I attempted to avoid spilling more Scotch. “Please, Lori, let me explain, uh . . . sure . . .” I lifted my ass from the couch to permit Sasha, in response to her nonverbal request, to slide my pants slowly off, rubbing. " Neither do I, honey. I don't like the bastard. He is always looking me over, with those horny beady eyes of his. I'd rather die before I let his cock penetrate me."I kissed her forehead. "So, that leaves us with option two, doesn't it?"Karen looked me in the eye; she had a surprised look on her face. "Don't tell me you're seriously considering giving Jeanine what she wants. Y-you don't want to fuck her, do you?"I kissed her on her mouth. "Don't want to, no." Actually, that was a lie. Although.