That had been happening less and less of late on the Bradford Council. Almost anything more than a routine rubberstamping of something obvious usually...got at least two votes against, Pikkala's and Warner's, but more and more frequently the recommendations were voted down, with Emily going either way, depending on the issue. Levitsky seemed to take the rejections personally, and often responded by being critical of the council members personally, and tonight it seemed to be Emily's turn.. .YES!" She shouted the second yes. She stopped as if she had instantly frozen in place. "Oh sorry, I should not be so noisy," she said. "Be as noisy as you feel like, there is only me to hear you and I enjoy noisy." She resumed her rapid stroking. In a short time, she called out, "Oh John! It is! So...so nice...oh nice...oh," She must have lost her train of thought as a strong orgasm hit her hard. I looked to her eyes as that orgasm caused her eyes to dilate. The sparkle in her eyes held my. I whimper. We fall easily into a rhythm. My hips thrusting, your fingers fucking, your mouth sucking. I am babbling incoherently. My body and even my mind quiver. You pull your mouth off my clit and slow your fingers inside me. I moan. I lift my head off the bed to look down at you. You smile at me and just as I am about to say something you crook one of the fingers inside me, pressing firmly, massaging that special spot.I gasp and my head falls back to the bed. I am lost. I moan and gasp. I. It was a strength I'd showed earlier to him, one that I'd always taken for granted. Moreover, it was one that my Dad had started thinking he could depend on from me. I hated to have to go to him, to tell him I'd come up empty, with no ideas for solving the problem he'd entrusted to my care.Before I left for the rest of the work week, I went over to Joyce and showed her what I'd been thinking about. I had made a lot of notes, defining all the problems, and outlining the features that would be.