I could never touch, but I could at least enjoy the view. As we startedto pull out, she realized that she had left her portfolio at home.Her home was...only a few miles away, so we headed there to pick it up. Wepulled up to a large brick home. She told me to come in.We had a little time before the meeting, so there was no need to rush.Just as we entered her house, her cell phone rang. It was the clientrescheduling the meeting for the next day.As I started to leave, she insisted that we never. ”“You’re on. And the winner gets to keep the other one’s briefs.”The lads continued their banter as they left the gym floor and made for the changing room. It was still empty. They took off their shorts, and Dave grabbed his mobile from the locker to take a picture of Matt in his jock. He was handing over the phone to Matt so he could reciprocate when they heard a discreet cough.“Would you like me to take a picture of the two of you?” asked a young man who now emerged from another wing of the. I'm native american." She said."Where are you going and why are you traveling alone." I asked."I am going to a native american stronghold in Northern Canada where the world governemnt at least leaves my people alone. You can't go there unless you got indian blood in you unless you are married to an indian." She said."There is indian blood in my family a couple of generations back." I said."They can detect it with a machine so you can't fool it. If you are not you'd be turned over to the. "Greg wanted to bury himself in a hole at hearing that slightly breathy voice commenting about wanting to see everything. Whatever she wanted to say was driven away from her when her body went back to doing exactly as it wanted to do. She worked her internal muscles in ways she had never thought to experience. The push of painful pressure when the egg jammed against her cervix before it yawned the dilated ring open to its widest point. Her muscles and body knew what to do even if she was awash.