“What about the long-term third?”“We’ll see, but Suzanne seems like the perfect candidate - she has no desire to marry or have kids.”“And ...he’s a true convert to the ‘Church of Steve’!”Jessica moaned again and I felt wonderful ripples along my shaft.“True,” I agreed. “How is Kara?”“Fine. We talked yesterday, and she’s expecting us to call tonight.”“We should do that now,” I teased.“You move from this bed before I’m done with you, and you’ll be talking two octaves higher!” she growled.“After. It didn’t matter that her hips felt like they were splitting as if in child birth, after all she was being reborn, wasn’t she? Reborn into a world the antithesis of her orderly, restrained, law abiding, life. It didn’t matter his long rough tongue had snaked into her mouth and found a soft willing partner or that he stank of stale sex and she could smell her own cum mingling with his. She was bursting free of her constraining comfort zone, her cocoon, and she was going to be like a butterfly. As I lookedat my reflection in the window, she waved at me to come in. My firstthought was to run away, but I gave into my second thought, which wasto be adventuresome. I opened the store door, peeked in, and thencommitted myself to enter all of the way. "I'm not busy today. I cantake walk-ins. My first appointment isn't for another two hours," thewoman, Cindy, according to the name stitched into her smock, said. "Hi,I'm Kristen and was thinking it was about time to do something about myhair. “Excited are you?”“You bet I am.”Helen made a splashing sound again. “I bet that cock of yours feels good inside.”Her frankness caught him by surprise. Women usually took a while to be as frank and vulgar as that, not that he was complaining. “You’ll be able to tell Ian all about it afterwards.”She giggled.“You’ll have to send me your email address I want to put you in touch with a couple of websites that will help you.”“Help me?”“Help you and guide you in dealing with Ian. They’re a couple of.