" Well, two and a half, maybe. What's all this building up to, anyway? Are you trying to tell me I'm ugly?" Actually, given all those black marks, y...u do all right. I don't want to think what you'll look like once the bloom of youth has left you, though." She smiled wickedly. I think it was a smile I liked."If this is supposed to be flirting, I think you need a few more lessons."Her smile disappeared. "No, that wasn't flirting." I don't think she sounded that sure about it. "I like you,. I'm married to my work and I love what I do. I saw what happened to Gene and her husband and I'm not sure I could handle it." She kicked him to the curb when he kept insisting she wait on him hand and foot like his mistress," I said. "She refused to be less than what she is and that's how it should be." That's right, of course," Aunt Annie replied, taking a drink of her coffee. "Why do you ask?" She cocked her head, her eyes quizzical but not judgmental."It was just something I was thinking. I must keep playing and not let anyone know I’m getting fingered.I was no virgin. I had dated 3 guys in college and was quite used to fingering. I said yes. Then he slowly moved to my side and got under the table. That thought alone gave me chills, and I was beginning to get wet.He slowly lowered my thong and had a feel of my wet pussy. I was a little embarrassed but enjoyed it. I was having the time of my life. Then I realized that I couldn’t show any emotions on my face to win the dare.He. ’ ‘Come on. Talk.’ ‘If you must know.’ I sighed. Karen nodded her head. ‘I was wondering about what it’s like to be a parent. To be responsible for the upbringing of a child. It’s something I feel I’ll never know.’ ‘You’ve never said you wanted to be a father.’ ‘I didn’t want to put that pressure on you. It would be your career that went on hold for a while, and I couldn’t ask that of you.’ ‘But we’ve never really discussed it.’ ‘Like I said, I wouldn’t put that pressure on you. I still won’t..