Gerda is around 40, Germanic. Brisk and efficient. A voice coach. Accent coach. Short, black pixie hair. Handsome face, erect carriage.She winked at M...tt, bussed him on the cheek. Nodded at me, “Another pretty one, no?”Another?She addressed me, “Okay, we have only the hour. So listen carefully, let it sink in. You have to practice on your own.”“Okay.”“You want an upper Midwest accent. The most common mistake amateurs make is to exaggerate. Ham it up.”“Okay.”“Think Minnesota, think “Fargo”.. I was indeed the blushing sissy,as Mona looked me over with a big grin on her face. Mona and Sandra werethick as thieves and they talked about other men as though I wasn'taround. I heard about Sandra's dates and the double dates the two womenhad. One night I sat on a little stool between Mona's legs. I had justfinished doing a pedicure on both of them and was gently blowing onMona's toes to dry them. I loved being at the feet of these women.Sandra had feet to die for and Mona was blessed with. This kid watches way too much TV. She walked over to the phone and dialed yellow cab and gave them our address. Five minutes later Lan had Sheila's clothes in a paper bag and handed them to her as she opened the door to tell her the taxi was here. It was funny but Sheila never did come out of the butler's pantry until that happened. I could hear her talking to the guy and saying things like Vietnam and kill and shit like that. When Sheila walked out he ran out and headed in the other. Please!" I said. Hearing that and assuming I was referring to her beasts said, "They’re too small!" Mel showed no reluctance to show me as she reached behind her and unclasp her bra to expose her breasts. They may have been small, I’m no great judge of size, but they seemed about right for her general build. I told her so. Besides, when I reached out to touch them, I got an immediate reaction. I felt the sensation like a bolt of lightning as the sensations from my finger on her tit registered.