I grabbed a glass of wine from the buffet table, noticing that the servers had left with the ushers, and gulped it down. I was no longer hard. The mus...c came slowly through the speakers- R.Kelly’s ‘If I could turn back the hands of time’, and as the man began to sing, every woman in the room who had a man simultaneously held him closer. Those who did not were visibly shaken. I watched them all as their mouths opened slightly, and their faces became a mixture of nostalgia, slight emotional pain. “Why do you need to go to the pharmacy?” Christine asks. “To get the morning after pill…I’m going to start ovulating today…tomorrow at the latest!’ Tracey exclaims. “You know…I’m ovulating too…and I’m not going to do anything about it…” Christine replies, taking a sip of her coffee and eyeing her friend steadily through her glasses. “Christine, you’re crazy! You’re not on birth control…and neither am I!” Tracey exclaims, her eyes and mouth opening wide in horror. “I’m going to let nature takes. His hips began to move. He stood up at the end of the bed, removed the briefs and pulled me to him. He then turned me around and backed me up to him and put his arms around me. Each hand found a tit and squeezed it. I looked into the full-length mirror and saw my man playing with my tits. We were both nude and what a turn on it was! He squeezed my tits, pulled and twisted my nipples. I was tingling all over. He turned me around again.We both lay on the bed and he got on his knees in front of. ”As I looked from Belle to Maria, I couldn’t help but think that I was getting a fore-taste of my life with Belle in it, or more correctly, my life with Belle running it. The thought of Belle taking over my personal life gave me pause, but let’s face the facts; my track record with women and relationships was abysmal. How could Belle do worse by me than I did for myself? I sighed theatrically.“Yes, Dear,” was all I said.Both women giggled at that and Belle squeezed my hand.“See, Maria, he is.