" She walked over and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up something painful."Mika shrugged and forced a grin. "I'm coming to grips with it. Ev...rything is just fine — except my eggs. For some reason, they just won't develop." Now I feel terrible," Rachel said, and hung her head.Mika took Rachel's hand and said, "Don't. Sounds like we can both use some support and encouragement. Maybe we can do it for each other."A chill raced up and down Rachel's spine from the soft touch, bringing a. She could only look him in the eye, biting her lip. “I want you to go out there, just as you are.” He used his finger to follow the very visible curve of her breast. “The shop’s relatively empty. I want you to walk up to the counter, with a swing to your hips and a spring in your step, to the man behind the desk…” he felt her stiffen a little, but still she didn’t react. “I want you to walk up to him and act like everything’s fine. You’ll pay for the top, you’ll thank him kindly, give him a big. He'd have to remember the place.It had been a good wank. Relaxing, not too short, enough for the satisfied feeling to stick around long after he'd dried himself, and cleaned up. It was almost a shock when the memory lingered on still. Chuck saw in front of his mind's eye that hint of feminine curves, the soft lips curled upwards unevenly, clothing drenched in sweat and paint. He hadn't felt anything like this in a long time, and he decided against ignoring it.Chuck wasn't in any hurry though,. The passing of his wife left him as a shell of his former self, but he equally as brokenhearted for Amber, whom he still considered a child in the grand scene of things. He and Jacquelyn were blessed to have spent 30 wonderful years together, and at least he was able to somewhat prepare for her passing. He couldn’t imagine the pain Amber and Ariana must’ve suffered with Brad’s unexpected death.Amber smiled gently at the older man, who appeared on the verge of breaking down. “I don’t expect.