He had mentioned at the restaurant something about looking for some 'major changes' in a few months. He hadn't specified work, but his wife obviously ...hought so. Maybe I should talk with Dr. Rosen and set up a visit for the two Hawthorn women. I would also suggest a few modifications to their normal procedure.But, for now, my two treasures were about to become the most recent recipients of an accumulated 70 years of research and experience on inducing the female orgasm. I hoped we all would. Want to do something special? Picnic?”“Sounds great,” Jen said. Then she looked through the windshield at the clouds. “Do you think the weather will co- operate?”“Man proposes; God disposes. Let’s keep up our side.”“Okay. Picnic lunch tomorrow. God willing and the creek don’t rise.”He laughed before correcting her. “God willing and the rain doesn’t fall.”After the full -- and rather late -- dinner that her parishioners provided, their Sunday supper was always light. The food was his. Of him.So i decided to do something and go to his room, making up the excuse that i wasnt feeling too good to get in his room, it was around 2 am. So i was in front of his door a bit wet, excited and scared... And i decided ro knock to his door, he was awake every step i heard getting to the door, my heart was pumping more and more.... And the door is now open.Blue shirt and blue boxer-like shorts. He says: " Hello, its realoy late, something its wrong?"And i was like petrified from him but i. ”“Or both,” she giggled lewdly. “It’s a perfectly good pussy, Jimmie. Just put that condom on and it’s all yours. Ohhhh, and if you’d leave the tool belt on ... I think it makes you even hotter,” she said and I could swear her nostrils flared with each word she uttered.It took a second, but I recovered my senses and protested, “Look, let’s cut it out. Fun’s fun, but I’m serious. I’ve only started this job and...”But Fiona dropped the robe to the floor leaving her stark naked. “C’mon, Jimmie,.