The three-year old naturally wondered why Mama was half-naked in a shift, but it didn't really matter as much as the fact she got picked up. Apparentl..., the toddler had suffered some hazing from an older girl, and so she was rather eager to get away from the place."Don't worry, Rani. You won't go back to that preschool. Mama and Aunt Kat have you now," Karen decided upon a proper title for her mistress that the little girl would understand."What about Daddy?" she asked."Sweetheart, we have to. "Sounds charming," she forced herself to say.Ben chuckled. "Yeah, well, it ain't Wheel of Fortune." He scratched furiously at his scalp. "You've gotta get trophies from your wins, and the one I had to get to pass the test was this one Rott Wheeler's jacket."She smiled. "And this person took you three tries?" Yeah. His bike had more power than mine back then, so every time he saw me he'd just take off." Ben extended one hand away from his body in a 'flying off' gesture. "I was getting pretty. One of the guiding principles of his pick up teachings. "You can go change in one minute. We are not through here." he shot out in a sort of annoyed tone. Her eyes now fell. "I hate when you make me play this role Jenny." Use their name to keep the focus, say the name with a very tiny hint of content. Everyone loves to hear their name, whether good or bad, but the tone in which it is said is picked up subconsciously he quoted to himself. "I want to come in here and smile, compliment. .. ahh... never..." Never what?" I pressed."Well... ahh... I've never seen, umm..." he paused briefly to swallow before finishing "... nipples like yours before."With a sly grin I asked "What about my nipples?"Feeling more at ease he continued "They are so incredibly huge..." he paused once again to swallow, "... beautiful." he finished in a whisper."So you like what you see?" I said. All this talk about my now aching nipples was getting to me. The horns were starting to pop out on my head as.