I understand the respect part and accept that, but it makes me feel old when I hear it.”“For some reason I don’t think you’re that old.”“S...cking up to me now, girl?”Helen couldn’t help it but she laughed. “No ma’am … Miss Stella. It’s just, well, like that saying about judging a book by the cover. How do I … you just seem like a package that has travelled a long while. Outside is worn by time and handling, but inside is still the same gift it started out as being.”Miss Stella stood looking at. She, and it, was delicious. "Thanks, Cher," I gasped, "What made you do that?" "I just thought we needed a little change in our sex life," she replied, "We were getting too predictable." As we settled into a spoon position to drift off, I thought about Jim's offer to wife-swap and it now seemed like a possibility. His wife Lisa was totally different from Cheryl - she was big in every way - big tits, huge ass and long dark hair.Hmmmm, I thought, this just might work out. I'd never been. I know of no space aliens in my branch of government, but there are a few men that I have doubts about. And I Do Not SNORE!" She giggled when she said it, so I was pretty sure she knew she did."I'm neither a doctor, nor a nurse. I don't save people, I shoot them. Should anyone not authorized even try to get near you, I am under orders to shoot first and ask question when, and if it is convenient. So far I haven't shot a single intruder trying to get to you, but the afternoon is young, so we'll. I kept on glancing over to my lipstick, aching to rub it on my lips.When I came to red lights, I would play with it. I'd pop off the top andtwist the bottom slowly sometimes, quickly sometimes. I was entranced howit would spiral out of its tube and pirouette back down inside.It was mine, not my wife's, not my mother's, not my sisters'. It was minefor my use only. All mine.You see, the idea that struck me earlier was if I bought a tube oflipstick, I wouldn't keep on thinking about the files. It.