We chatted for half an hour then I started asking personal questions about her married life and so on."Are you happy with Hashem?" I asked."Yes," she ...aid. "He is a nice guy." Is her good in bed?" I asked.She blushed a little the said, "Yes, I guess so." Do you engage in oral sex?" I asked."Naser, I think these things are too private to discuss," she said, cutting me off."I am sorry," I apologized. "I thought I was no stranger. I just wanted to check on you and help if I can. If you think I. And Stephanie can’t be bought, either.”“So?”“All I can do is ask a favor.”I smiled, “Go on.”“You’ve taught me a very different way of approaching business, and life, from what my dad taught me. It doesn’t have to be a zero-sum game, and in the long run, you do better making mutually beneficial deals than you do trying to screw the other person, though in OUR case, we did that, too!”I laughed, “Yes. But that, too, was mutually beneficial, not one-sided. Right?”“Very. And the funny thing is, in. We walked down to the pond, neither of us saying anything about what we would do after the swim. When we got there Mike asked if I really felt like swimming. I smiled and said no and without a word we ran back to the tree house as fast as possible.Once in the tree house, I whipped off my shirt and displayed my marble-like nipples. I use the word marble because they’re about that size and they were that hard. Little nubs in the center of two barely noticeable breasts. Mike had seen them. Debbie wore a blue pullover T-shirt dress that clungtightly to her hips and accentuated her extremely tight body. Regularexercise was certainly paying off for her.They decided to stop for coffee and pastries at Starbucks. Regina Rae wasdriving her Suburban because, as she put it, "We're gonna clear the rackstoday girls!" Being new to the whole female shopping excursion thing, Ihad no idea what to expect. I was excited though. After all, the mainpurpose of the trip was to buy clothes for me. In.