'Any sleepiness still clinging on was blown away by Lucy's welcome kiss. I told her it was a good job that her mother was home or those forty minutes ...etting dressed would have been wasted. She just giggled.On the way back I mentioned my holiday arrangements and what I'd agreed with Kate. Lucy thoroughly agreed with me, even to the point about a break testing our commitment.When I took her round my studio she loved it. 'It really is great, too big for just you though don't you think?' She asked. All he could think about was having a son. Carrying the little guy in his arms and singing him the U.S. Air Force song. He would teach his son everything there was to know. How to throw a football, how to ride a bike, and how to get a girl’s attention without pulling on her pigtails. He chuckled to himself at the last thought, his heart aching something fierce. If he had a daughter, he would never let her out of her sight, especially if she was a beauty just like her mother. He would make sure. And I didn’t mean just another salesperson.I had Ben onboard by Christmas and invited the new salesperson to our holiday party. That made one more of us in our little condo.Jim’s date this year actually seemed almost age appropriate for him. He was well into his forties now, maybe almost fifty. Rebecca was in her late thirties. She still packed her voluptuous body into clothes that were a size too small, but that was a look Jim seemed to like. My own breasts had shrunk a bit when I quit. "But thanks." She felt her vagina tremble and become warm and moist. They rode for a while in silence, listening to the news and weather on the radio and then to her choice of music, soft rock."Hot date?" Phil asked."Something like that, fellow from Masonville, nice guy." Good luck," said Phil. "I can get out over there."She pulled to the curb and he left with a wave. Marcie felt proud of herself, having resisted temptation, and drove to her apartment. She hauled in her stuff, stripped off her.