If the tobacco smelled awful ... it tasted pretty good. If the smell was pleasant? Eww!Back to coffee. If anyone figures out how to make coffee taste ...s good as it smells? I understand the Germans are working on it.But breakfast? I suppose it was my fault. It started in Michigan. Mom was sick and I was being helpful ... she ate it. I don’t know how ... I wouldn’t. She did. When she recovered ... which I think the breakfast had a lot to do with ... she called all us kids in the kitchen and said,. Rosa and Verdé looked like teenaged girls with the bodies of porn stars. The newcomer looked like a porn star with the face of an angel. She had a full, womanly figure and despite looking older, was no less attractive for it.She was dressed in a white nurse's outfit with a red cross on the front. Silky blonde hair spilled out from beneath a white nurse's cap. It took him a little while to realise what was odd about her outfit. It was rubber. He'd seen that gleam before in pictures from fetish. She could listen to him speak to her with his smooth and comforting as pudding voice all day, or at least until she finally seized the opportunity to go down on him. He continued to hold her hand, applying gentle pressure on her wrist with his fingertips. A tantalizing warmth rushed through her. Half a minute later, her eyes were completely closed.“Listen to your breathing in your head,” he continued. “Feel your chest rise and fall. Relax.”Allie wobbled a bit in her heels, but aside from her. Good Lord, now what? she thought. She caught herself just intime, about to place the phone back in its cradle, and insteadlaid it on one of the pillows on the bed, running to answer thedoor. “Fred! What are you doing here?” she exclaimed in surprisewhen she saw who it was. Without waiting for her to ask him in, he brushed past her,his face glowering as if he were angry enough to k**l somebody. “What is it?” she begged to know. “Shhhh!” he.