Of course not.You wouldn't remember when I told you back in our junior year of high schoolhow much I loved Beth Ann Mitchell. I'm sure you remember he..., though. I hadmanaged to get her out on a date and just fell for her. I told you all that.I poured my soul out right in front of you. Then when she wouldn't haveanything to do with me, it was you that told me Peggy Winters was hot forme. I promptly forgot about Beth Ann thanks to you.And I was there for you, too. I'm the one that coached you on. I knew Larry was right.“Who knows?” he said, chuckling softly, “I might have been open to experimenting with you.”I grinned at him. “That would have saved us a lot of trouble,” I admitted.“Under the circumstances,” he began, “I hope you understand that I had to tell Josh that his sculptures, well, what’s left of them after you got through with them, were not welcome in your gallery and that he would need to find a new place for his studio.”“Yes,” I said, “I agree. Josh was trying his hardest to. . dainty little things, slender legs, muscles that ripple and bunch as she moves, knees that knock only slightly with every step and skin... bronzed skin, that gleams with a lustre stolen from the sun, glides over her body as it tries to contain all that she is in that instant. Midnight tresses, shimmering and silken, dance about her jaw as the wind picks it up and runs it through his teasing fingers, snatching it back from her brow one moment only to throw it forward the next, flicking it up. Fuck, I may have to wait until tomorrow's standing appointment to get a decent orgasm at this rate."Everyone laughed at Donna's frustration. Once Katie went to work on her mother's clit, Donna regained her sense of humor and could laugh at herself as well. Then Donna changed subjects."Phil, I see you have another meeting tomorrow morning with S&S Enterprises. What's that about? I thought we had signed all of the acquisition papers two weeks ago. Why are you meeting with their board again?".