’ Logan countered. ‘I agree it is. But maybe it’s what Raina needs. You aren’t going to tell me fine now too, are you?’ Jennifer chuckled. �...�I had thought about it. You have some pretty pouty daughters, if you don’t mind my saying.’ Logan grinned. ‘You apparently don’t have sisters.’ Jennifer joked. A pained look crossed Logan’s features and she hurried on with, ‘and they don’t get that particular trait from me,’ she laughed to lighten the mood, ‘that’s all Steven.’ ‘Really?’ Logan asked. I love it when you suck my tits!”Her words make him groan. He stops to look into her eyes. "I love your tits, baby. Love holding them, love squeezing them." His hand flexes around her breast, emphasizing his point. She gasps and moans some more, arching her back as he resumes his sweet torment.The lovers are both breathing hard now, as they continue to explore each other’s sweat-soaked bodies with hands and tongues.Rob grabs her legs beneath her knees and pushes them open as he shifts his body. "Yes Mistress. Right away,Mistress," and I started to turn and go to the kitchen."Stop there hun," Mistress said in a stern voice. "Sissies are alwaysto curtsey before leaving a room," she continued."Yes Mistress," I responded politely as I curtseyed deeply and excusedmyself.I hurried into the kitchen and made Erika her drink, then grabbed abeer for Leroy and opened it. I placed both beverages on a servingtray and returned to the counter in the rec-room. I took Erika'sdrink, with cocktail. Chambers had been the youngest, and most in-demand, sporting lady in Dottie Martin’s Denver bawdyhouse. And, I was pretty sure, the smartest. She’d saved every penny she could, chose Ollie Chambers from a list of suitors, and opened the Bighorn Hotel in Little River.She told us, “Dottie’s place doesn’t have quite the grandeur that the houses owned by Mattie Silks and Jenny Rogers do, but it’s miles better than the cribs that are further north on Market Street.”She added, “Denver was like Helena.