Jasmine turned to him, a small pout on her face. “Not unless you put it on my finger,” she said.Brad felt a little stupid for what he was going to...do, but he did it anyway. He turned to Jasmine’s surrogate father and said “George, may I have Jasmine’s hand in marriage? I promise to love her, and care for her and make her as happy as I can for as long as I live.”A flicker of surprise flashed in George’s eyes, but then he stuck out his hand and said “You have my blessing sir.”Then Brad dropped to. Thank you, I really appreciate all of the hard work you went to. The next time though, it's dinner on me and at a really nice restaurant."Patty laughed, "There is a price to pay for all of this, Johnny. Come, let's clear the table and you can help me with the dishes. You realize of course, that dinners at home come with a price tag, and part of that is clean-up."John laughed in return and it wasn't long before everything was cleaned up and the dishes, etc. were stacked in the dishwasher. They. Um, sex. Just oral. But you should know.” Frown. “Right?”“Right.” I took both his hands in mine. “I should have known before. But I’m glad you told me, babylove. Really I am.”Relieved. “We’re not going to ... she said we’ll ... wait.”“Good. Tell Pilar she can talk to me anytime. To Vanessa too.”It was time to do something I’ve been looking forward to for a while. No, I wasn’t practicing deferred gratification. Never been much good at that. It’s just I’ve been so damned busy with my caseload,. She showed Mandy a low table on which she had spread a blanket. Next to the table was a large pump, connected to a metal milk can on one end and two milkers on the other. Each milker was a plastic tube with a rubber cup on the end and a thin rubber condom inside, connected to a long hose.Mandy took off her shoes and stood beside the table. "Help me up?" she said to Erica.Erica took Mandy's hand and helped her hop up, making her large breasts wobble."So what's it like here?" Mandy asked.Erica.