" He let out a growl, thinking that he should go in and let her go — today.He sighed then, shook his head, and resumed pacing. It wasn't Cynthia's f...ult, and she was a damn good assistant. "It's my fault, that's whose fault it is. Why wouldn't she think I was cheating when I was walking around here in cloak and dagger mode all the time, because my damn dick decided to take a vacation."Thinking it through, he decided that surely the paperwork from the doctor would convince her, if he could get. Wouldn't it be cool to go shopping in the nude. I pictured myself shopping without clothes on. I pictured others without clothes on. A body is a beautiful thing. Not everyone is skinny or fat, tall or short. But most of us have things in common. Men, well yes, you have cocks and balls and asses and women we have tits and pussies and asses. My mall in my head also featured public fuck mats. Yes, instead of those hard, wooden benches to wait on, my mall had lots of velvet, silky mats to fuck on.. And then itwas over. She was discharged the next day only to gohome to a past due notice on the door of her apartment.A car that was dying and a cutoff notice from theutility company. Then a nurse from the hospital has stopped by. I had noway of knowing that she was getting a finders fee forthis, but she told me about a wet nurse position thatpaid very, very well. She would even introduce me. Shebrought a White River breast pump and some herbs, as ifI needed any.The long legged blonde got out. There are some things I need to pick up this morning." Yeah, rubbers and foam so I could wake up with him tomorrow and stay in bed.Boy, did we have fun! The last time I bought a bra I ran in, grabbed the first couple that were my size and that was that. After all, the damn things were just something to keep my breasts from hanging. With no one in my life to appreciate the design or take it off of me it really didn't matter. We browsed through the rainbow colored selections, looking for.