Rachel had told him many times that she really couldn't conceive of get married without first getting her Mother's approval of the man she had said ye... to. At first, Stanley had thought this was a rather old and silly custom. Then, as he learned how important Rachel's Mother had been in her life, and how she had raised her practically all alone, he began to understand. As soon as he could, Stanley made the time for the two of them to fly east so her Mother could meet him and give her. Tiny increments. I squeezed my eyes closed to focus on the physical sensation of ... being taken. At his own pace, for his own pleasure. He was making me work for my own satisfaction.I whispered, “Brute.”He tensed for a millisecond, not long enough for me to prepare for his full-throttled plunge. I gasped. If only I could reach down and touch myself. I couldn’t, and he knew it.Matt found his rhythm, his self-pleasing rhythm. And enjoyed himself. I was on the brink, just on that very edge .... " I know what you mean, Jennifer is charming. She is the kind of woman who makes other women, jealous, nervous, and sort of sorry they are straight. I can only imagine what she does to men."Ruth said, "That's exactly it."So they had met her in the swamp, that wasn't the best of news, but it did explain things. It for sure explained James's interest in me. James was an operative in the black bag game, or he was an assassin. Either way he was a stone killer. His interest in me was not love or. Thanks a lot, doc.It's really only a big deal if I'm out on the prowl, looking for some female company. No woman wants to be pawed by a guy with dirty, rough hands. So, for the last while I hadn't had even a thought about finding myself a friendly lady. Not that I wasn't ready, willing, and able, you know.So when this fellow comes around to our shop with a new hand-cleaner product that he says will leave my skin as soft as a baby's ass and cleaner than new, well I was paying close attention..