Neither of your names easily lends themselves to that kind of distinction." For me you could use my full Italian name, though it is only a vowel of a ...ifference. It is Sophia. I picked up Sophie as a school girl and it stuck." Joyce Told me"No, I think I like Sophie for it reminds me of your Italian ancestry so I will use that as your normal name, and if you need reminding that you are in slave mode, I will call you Joyce. Would you mind if we re-christened her, Bill." I would not mind at all I. I'll see you later at the cabin."When I left he was sitting there with his mouth open in shock. I was pissed but this was going to be a long day so I should be over it by tonight sometime. I knew the girls loved her, but nobody slapped me and I sure as hell didn't need a girlfriend. I was in the state of legal prostitution if I needed it that bad. I climbed back into my unit and went to the shelter to meet with the governor and the press.I stood and took all the praise and bullshit along with. She pronounced both of them healthy and wrote a discharge order for 5:00pm.“Do you have any questions or concerns?” she asked.“No,” Kara answered.I shook my head.“OK. I’ll see you in a month, Kara, and you should take Birgit for her first pediatric visit at about the same time. If there are any concerns or issues, you can call either the pediatric or OB nurse on duty here any time, or have me paged.”“Thanks, Doctor!” Kara said.“Thanks, Doctor! I’ll see you soon, I’m sure!”She laughed, “Oh, I’m. I hung just above her, no more than an inch separating her pussy from the tip of my tongue. I waited, teased. I exhaled onto her and her gasp became audible. Her brows furrowed as if the waiting was too much. I lowered my mouth further and her mouth changed into an ‘O’, anticipating, wanting, beseeching me silently.I drove my tongue into her open hole and she cried out, her hips curled up into the air more than before, pressing her pussy against my face. I moved my tongue from her hole to her.