I am not an author by no means but certainly able to tell a true short story about two women that made my sex life a plus for years and years!My first...wife and I were married in Ky and went back to the base where I was stationed at a few days later. The trip had made both of us tired and weary so just outside of where we were going we decided to get a room for the night. We settled in and turned on the tv for a few minutes and watched a movie that was boring so we turned the tv off. We had. You are still her husband?"There was silence as everyone waited for Gerald to say something. "Yes,of course, I'm Joan's husband. Like Bruce said, I'm wearing a dressbecause Joan told me to." Of course," Pamela said. "It's nice to see you both again."Joan and Pamela exchanged air kisses and Pamela came up to Gerald andsaid, "I'm admiring your outfit." Joan picked it out." Pantyhose, pumps, a pretty dress. Can I be so bold as to ask what elseJoan has been buying for you?" Yes, Joan bought me. I wouldn't have hired them if I didn't." Then trust their judgment. You'll have to review their work, that's what a boss does. And you'll want to brief yourself on the financial details of these contracts. That's what a CFO does. But for right now you're my pupil." She held out her slim hand. "Well?"Reluctantly Anthony pushed away from his desk. He grumbled to himself as he followed her down the hall, but he kept it muted. He hated when she was right. He'd incautiously unburdened himself within. Linda stood next to me, trying to stay out of the way of the others leaving."Well, this is lame of me since this is the first time we've talked outside of the Nat, but you have a car, right? I mean, you don't live on campus?" Uh, yeah?" I was living in Andy's apartment until the fall when Gwen and I would move in to the dorms for our Freshman year."So, I have to get to the bus station to go home for the long weekend, and my ride fell through, and I don't have money for a taxi. Is there any way.