"You haven't been very communicative with your family either." What do you mean?" Victoria asked defensively. "I talk to them." Communication is a two...way street. You not only have to talk; you have to listen," Ann said.The kid's suggestions that she should listen to John came back to haunt her. It dawned on her that they may have had a point. She listened to her boss, but others listened to her because she spoke with his authority. She wondered if she had brought that attitude home with. ”“Isn’t that ... aren’t you... ?” He was teetering on the verge of observing how incredibly disrespectful her actions seemed, despite the benefits he’d just enjoyed, but judged it an unwise rhetorical road to travel. Especially coming from me. It’s not like I have any moral legs on which to stand. Still ... even though I want her to leave Bill for me, this isn’t something I’d ever try to do to him. Everything else is bad enough.“Breaking my very last unbroken promise? Yes, very nearly so.. “If I remember correctly, didn’t he get beat by that alien creature? If it wasn’t for John Farrell, he probably would have been killed.” “Ehh, debatable. What about Nightblade or Starlight?” he asks. “Hmmm. Starlight maybe, I don’t know about Nightblade, she did get beat by that armored guy.” I reply.“And the ghost?” he asks. “Dude, how many times do I have to explain, the ghost isn’t a hero, it murders people. Is it even human?” “Probably not, but it only murders bad guys and it saved those. Then having done his part he walks past her and sits next to Lucy on the sofa and puts her hand on the front of his shorts. I turn the camera back to Nicola, feeling my cock getting harder, I focus on Nicola’s lovely face and then down to her arms. Teasingly she opens her arms and pulls her bra out of the way letting her breasts wobble free. Through the camera I stare, her slightly tanned skin helping to cover any signs of the aging process. Her figure is not thin but shapely as you would.