The intruder didn’t say a word but the breathing increased, erratic in nature and louder now. I heard the unmistakable sticky wet sound of furious m...sturbating. Whoever was with me, watching me lying naked and helpless, seemed to be about to beat themselves to death! It had to be Greg, his hand around his stiff cock, pre-cum soaking the length of his manhood, his hand working it into sticky white clumps that move up and down his long shaft with every stroke. My overactive imagination had me. Sticking her head in the dispatcher's officer she asked. "Kay, can I use one of the phones? I left my cell in my car and I need to call my son's pre-school." Sure Pat."Nodding her thanks, Pat called and got through to Rachel. Her friend instantly agreed to keep Mikie until Pat could swing by if she ended up running a bit late.As she expected, running down the lead she had come up with carried her past her usual quitting time. Checking her watch she figured she had just enough time to stop by. That's where I am supposed to meet my husband. I finally reach the escalators, most people are just standing. I squeeze my way passed people, trying to reach the baggage claim before I burst. I get to the bottom, frantically looking for flights claim spot. Shockingly, I notice my husband, and take off in his direction. Within seconds, he spots me. I see him start to giggle... I know that face....he for sure has noticed my desperation. I bet he's wondering just how desperate I am. As I become. "When I was little my mother used to spank me for my 'infractions.'"There was a List."'Things Rachael Can Not Do.'"People I wasn't supposed to speak to."Places I couldn't go."Disrespectful to an Elder."Sleeping in Sunday School."Not Looking Both Ways Before Crossing the Street."And much, much more. Every single thing on that list was designed to make me a Well Behaved Young Lady."The unwritten part of that but spoken many times by mother was, 'as befits the wife of a gainfully employed older.