"Occupé," he said," but all clear now."Jenny could not help but giggle again. "Thanks again, Chris for a very, very special weekend." I'm glad you en...oyed it. I certainly did and, as I said, you are a very special girl." Thanks. Um, the discussion with Bea came sooner rather than later and I'm now in a stew."She told him everything. "Oh, Chris, I don't know what to do. Help, please!" Whee! Golly, Jenny, I haven't got any instant answers but what Bea said was pretty unequivocal." Yes but, Chris,. “Stop that for a moment, please?”“Sure gorgeous!”“You should stop calling me that, you know,” she said. Her eyes told me something different.“So,” I said moving to beside her, “Is there a problem?” I started running my fingertips along the top of her neck.“He is becoming more amorous towards me,” she said.“Isn’t that a good thing?” I said taking her hand and kissing it.“Yes ... it is a good thing, but I don’t want to stop what we’ve started.”“Which is?” I said.“The best lovemaking I’ve had. They smiled at me shyly. The cucumbers jerked up and down slightly in their puffy lips, and I understood why they walked rather strangely."Show the gen'man wha'chu kin do," their master said, stuffing his cigar back in his mouth.With their hands on their skirts, the girls let the pickles slide out an inch or so and then sucked them back in, even deeper then they had been. They looked pleased when they did it, showing their white teeth."Now lef'," he said, and the vegetables protruding from them. Instead, she had learned to embrace it, to enjoy the rush it brought to her body and mind in the relative safety of solitude.Helen leaned against her saddle, staring out into the darkness and waiting for boredom to set in so she could make the rest of the way home before daylight broke.Instead of boredom she found a strange arousal set in, naugthy thoughts crossing through her mind like little sparks. Helen let out an annoyed sigh, she was always a little disappointed with herself when she.