Maybe it hadn't been Chuck's wife. It could have been his son Carey, just turned sixteen but already quite an attractive young man.Or possibly the wat...hing face belonged to Judy Baker, who improved upon her father's reddish hair and had copied his green eyes. Judy was fifteen, and a doll-like beauty in her own right.Three other Bakers; three possibilities, and Regina didn't really want to think about any of them. How could she face Stella? What would the kids think of her--and of their. "I was able to dampen my pheromone release in the bathroom of the plane," Jo said.Ken was appalled. "You mean we were in the air?" he asked angrily."No!" Jo said quickly, appeasingly. "I never would have let you fly like that! You have to know that, Ken. I did it before engine start, while we were still running off the APU. I led you to believe I was having an attack of ... you know ... diarrhea and you turned on the toilet and the potable water for me."Ken raised his eyebrows. "I did that on. His breathtaking blue eyes look down at me and his fingers caress my jaw. "Tell me, Naomi, when is the last time your husband pleasured your beautiful body?"I raise my hand to slap him, but he grabs it and pushes me back against the door. His right hand gently holds my throat, he leans his body next to mine, and the heated attraction between us becomes overwhelming. I soon feel a wetness between my legs."You and I both know you are dying to be pleasured, to feel my hands, my lips, my tongue,. About my only choice for help beside JJ was my second cousin through marriage, but he and his wife were vets and had nine children. That family had little time to spare, much less help me and Sally. Sally suggested I phone JJ and ask her for help. She didn’t believe all the things I told her JJ had done. Sally didn’t believe anyone could be that cruel.I called JJ to hint to her that I needed help. I could take care of Sally by myself, but I was scheduled to go to the Congo for six months.