”“Do you mind Steve?”“Mind what, babe?”“Me, drinking it when we eat; having it on the table?”“Drinking what, babe?” I teased.“You ...ant me to say it, don’t you?” Christy smiled.“Yes Christy, I do.”“Okay, do you mind me drinking Greg’s pee while we eat and having it on the table?”“Of course not, don’t drink it from the bottle; pour it into a glass.”“Okay, if you are okay with it, I prefer drinking from a glass.”During dinner, she had her glass of Greg’s pee on the table and it was so erotic,. “If I tease you all the time you’ll get used to it!” She said with a sparkle in her eyes.“That’s ok.” I reassured her. “I kept looking at your pictures anyway.”She laughed. “Did you really?”“You bet.” I laughed out loud. “I would have been finished hours ago if I wasn’t so distracted!”She took a glance to make sure the twins weren’t outside, and then kissed me passionately, her tongue exploring my mouth. “Maybe we should take some…..more….interesting pictures?”“Are you teasing me again?” I. I sat behind my big mahogany desk in my black leather executive chair as he walked in my office. He was about 6' tall with wavy blonde hair, green eyes and an athletic build. He eyes me appreciatively as he shakes my hand and introduces himself. He has a firm handshake and looks me straight in the eyes as he speaks with confidence. Throughout the interview he can't take his eyes off my large breasts. "James, I need an assistant who will do whatever I want, whenever I want. I'm a very busy. I was only eight years old when I saw my Auntie Rose’s pussy up under her wedding dress just sitting there all shaven and smelling like perfume and flowers. The only other pussy I had seen was Elaine Lynch’s in the cloak room at the Saint Bernard’s elementary school in the old neighborhood. She had accidently wet them in the bathroom and taken them off hoping her short uniform skirt would hide her goodies without being discovered. She was trying to get the basketball from the top of the locker.