"Yes, Sir Mr. Lewis." I like the Mr. You would do well to remember it in the future. I case you weren't told your position with me is temporary upon m... final approval of you performance. Is that understood, uh, MRS. Summers?" I had purposely place emphases on the Mrs."I understand fully, Mr. Lewis, but if my being married is going to be cause for mistreatment I will gladly leave and seek employment elsewhere."She had spunk and I liked that. Too many times these day's women tend to be either. Dear Sean,I hope I get this to you, I have hit sophie and this is my last strike, so I have been excluded.Please meet me at my house around 11:00pm tonight.Chantelle.I couldn't believe what I just read, Chantelle has never asked me to come to her house, this could be my last chance at telling her my true feelings.'SEAN, YOU SHOULD BE IN CLASS!''Sorry, sorry.'School went by in a flash, and before I knew it, I was walking home.'Wait, is that Chantelle?'Chantelle was leaning against a wall,. I reach below and free your breasts, eagerly feasting on your stiffening nipples as well as kissing and licking every bit of your succulent breasts that appears before me. You coo softly to me as the sensations of my lips, teeth and tongue on your bountiful breasts shivers throughout your body and a warm, electric current from your nipples directly to your clit. Shaking as the rising passion runs rampant, your hands grab my bald head, guiding my mouth over your now-slick breasts and nipples,. "My conversation with my daughter has changed over time." Hush," I said. "I think that The Kitten has just figured out the meaning of 'Maman.' Here Kitten, I'm Maman." Oooh," she said. I kicked Bob before he could respond."It will happen, dear," Katherine said. But I wanted it to happen now. She went back to food preparation, and her next comment was on the spice she was using. "Powdered ginger loses half its flavor, but I only use the real root for major feasts. I wouldn't want to use it.