He was a nephew of the Big Boss— yeah, one of those guys— on a fast track to Upper Management and would soon enough be out of our hair as he rode ...he backs of his subordinates up the corporate escalator. We actually did better without him and his trademark 'visits from the Good Idea Fairy, ' but it took some overtime on everyone's part.Being the only single member of the team, I had volunteered to stay and wrap things up so the others could get home to their families. It was Friday night, after. They spend every other weekend with him as well as every Wednesday night. The girls are six and eight. I’ll try to keep them upstairs, but they do sometimes like to watch television in the back room down here.”“Do you work outside the home?” he asked.“I’m a writer,” Karen answered as she led him back up the steps. “I write children’s books and work with an illustrator that lives nearby. We publish four to five books a year, but I generally work from my desk upstairs.”At the top of the stairs,. Michelle took in a confused breath, looked at the wall, then looked at me and then to her mom. "But," she asked, "Where did that come from?"I reached up and stroked my daughter's face and pulled her cheek to my lips and gave her a soft kiss. Then I told her, "Michelle, we put that up here yesterday morning. Mom and I found each other again, right here." But! ... But?" sounded from her confused face and then I could almost see the thoughts shifting around in her head. Then her eyes brightened. Mercifully, you do not make me wait longer. The other strap drops and you roll down the top of that polka dotted dress to reveal your magnificent breasts. I am entranced, but react quickly when you motion me to come closer. I kiss and touch them, licking around the nipples. I get excited and squeeze a little hard, but it is more exciting than painful. I spin you around so you are facing away from me. I cup your breasts in my calloused hands as I press my body closer to yours. I can tell.