?My Dad. He hates ?queers?. He said that he was gonna beat it outta me, even if he hadda kill me t?do it.??Y?know, you aren?t that bad looking, withou... the teeth and all. I assume that you?re going to get it fixed???Yeah. I read in a magazine that they can correct stuff like this with that new bone molding technique that they use instead of bone-shaving and implants.??Oooh. That?s _expensive_! Do you have plans for how you?re going to make the money???Nope. If you plan, then you only see what. ’ ‘Okay, then, let me turn our best sales person loose on this. We’ll get some information ASAP.’ ‘Let me guess … that would be Ms. Alexander.’ ‘You got it in one. I’ll do some work on it too. I know several of the roasters in the Bay area. They’ll give me good information.’ ‘Good. If it makes sense, I’ll get Ralph to look at slitters and go see the press for himself. Let’s not make any promises yet.’ ‘I understand. Don’t worry. After all, who talked you out of that Soloflex press five years. “Yeah, I want you so fucking bad Laila.” I was getting a little heady and it was becoming hard to control my breathing. Sweat began to appear on both of our faces as I wondered how I had ended up going from 0 to 1000 in seconds.“I want-you too.” She finally admitted under her breath.I wanted to kiss her thin lips so bad and slip my tongue into her eager mouth. Wanted so bad to bring my other hand up to her heaving cloth covered breasts and pinch her fat nipples that were even now beginning to. "It took me a second to get my voice back. "Unhh... ahem, yea I'm good," I gasped. "That was quite a load. You must have been saving that one up for quite a while." You have no idea," she said. "It's been one hell of a dry spell, even with the added difficulty I have in finding a suitor." Well hopefully you wont be having that problem for a while," I said still trying to recover."Are you volunteering for more duty Lance?" she asked with her usual smirk, "because I've got plenty more stored up.