This is where the fun usually stopped.“No see thru tops. I don’t bare my boobs anytime it is reasonably likely someone else can see them. Nothing ...vertly trashy.” Seeing my expression, she said, “I am not going to wear tank tops that are way to small or bikini tops out in public. And nothing with a bare midriff, for now.” I had heard this before. It sounded good, but the first time I picked out something like a regular t-shirt, she balked. Even the thin top she wore now was less obvious that. Most if not all are married or close to it and most have c***dren too. They do there jobs but, if a woman needs a little help here or there the group use their power to help. Anything you need will be arranged a babysitter, job, someone hit you name it also we have money so if your hubbies get to be a problem the best female law staff can be hired. Amy speaks up I've heard of this but my question is why us and what do we have to do to be and stay a member of this group? Well great question. It was only fleeting as she stirred, ankles rubbing together, a silent cricket calling for it's mate. sleep was once again an afterthought.I crawled into bed, starting with her toes. Ten perfect soldiers, adoring red helmets, waiting for battle. I kissed her big toe first, watching it wiggle from contact. I didn't dive bomb on them, just dropped little lip salutes upon each of their heads, moving upwards. She hummed a muted approval as I moved upwards, tickling her calves with my beard. ”Linda Said, “I’m the CEO, COO, and CFO of the parent company and if you’re going to be in charge of multiple businesses for us, any problems call me. Here is my business card and welcome to our family. I will have your card before you leave. I need your proper name on this paper.” Jean did what Linda asked and return the paper. Linda then hugged her and left.Tracy said, “She’s good people and don’t have a power complex. The card she is talking about is a black card and it will have three.