’ I looked at him in admiration and understood at that precise moment, exactly everything Rachel had told me. I’d made love with my father and yet...was the other one also my dad or was my birth a mystery? I thoroughly enjoyed it and was ready to begin again, but I was somewhat perturbed all the same.‘Please Father, take me again, I’m yours forever.’‘No my child! Your mission is to convert the men of monotheist churches to ourways by making them give way to temptation. You will enjoy this mission. I watch as they stand and stare back at me. One is tall, even without the black high heels, Rapunzel-like hair with plaits that flow forever. The other is petit, a sun worshiper, skinny legs shrouded in seamed stockings and sensible heels.They whisper, even giggle lightly behind what looks like a picture. Perhaps it is of me. A little memento? Maybe a flyer advertising my wears. Woman, thirty-seven, married, mother, part-time poetry writer, part-time whore. I hear nothing of what is said.Petit,. Would you like some wine?”“Only if you pour it all over yourself. I would love to lick every inch of your wine body.”Grace giggled and took the bottle of wine, and the ladies went upstairs to another spare room. Grace’s housekeeper hadn’t arrived yet. She’d just take Gigi to another room. The women kissed passionately. Grace helped Gigi off with her clothes. Gigi moved the straps of Grace’s teddy down and held her bodacious breasts in her hands. She cupped and massaged each one. She. On her juicy, wet lips. Ahhh…. Uhhhh….Ahhhhhh……. She holds me tightly and took my face in her hands and doesn’t allow me to remove my lips from her lips.It was lip locking for next 7-8 minutes. In between my hands were continuously moving on her mounts with some pressure. It was a gentle pressure not like the way I was kneading the boobs of my mami and I was enjoying more here. It was great feeling. I was not in hurry. She then opened her eyes and smiled again. She moved her face up and came.