‘Ah…I…I’d really like to, Evelyn,’ Ben said, ‘but…’ Evelyn’s face clouded with anger. ‘I suppose you have a date with Tosha,’ sh... said. ‘Well, no I don’t. Actually, I have a date with my uncle and aunt,’ Ben said. ‘They invited me over for dinner.’ ‘Oh,’ Evelyn replied, looking a little ashamed. Ben figured he better do something before Evelyn found out the was going to Tosha’s house tomorrow night. ‘Look, Evelyn, I’m free day after tomorrow, why don’t we go out to dinner and a movie or. The headaches were particularly bad, but I tried to suppress them with willow bark extract. I soldiered on as best I could, trying not to show Sarah how much I hurt, but I was not always successful. Finally, Sarah and Juanita's campaign had the desired effect: I went to a doctor in Alamogordo. He poked and pushed and pried and peered for all he was worth, and finally admitted that he did not know exactly what was wrong with me. He thought that the problem might lie in my kidneys, but he had no. It probably was not on purpose I thought as she continued pulling the top over my head and shoulders. "Thank you" I said as she dropped my halter on the floor next to the hotpants. She looked at my breasts and said "you have such lovely firm tits, I wish I had such big ones and as you. Are they a C or D?" " DD", I replied. "Wow, I have such small boys tits" she said looking down at them. Suddenly the French guy started talking in broken English. We had forgotten about him as he had disappeared. “I really like her, but that would mean us managing a total of eight concubines...”“So you would consider her?” Gillian teased while sucking his left nipple. “We can always add a male stud to the family to take some of the pressure off you.”“Well, I told Marge that you were in charge of my love life,” he responded. “Remember, she approached me a while ago - when all this began to look possible. If she hasn’t talked to you yet, maybe she isn’t all that interested.”“The hell she isn’t!” Gillian.