Brad put his arm around her waist for the short walk to the front door. She smiled at him and didn’t object to him pulling her coat aside to reveal ...er right tit. Abby and Jennifer openly held hands to the main door.In the door and into the elevator, Jenny pressed the number five button then embraced Abby. Brad smiled as they kissed and fondled the others tit.“Right now I wish this building had 100 floors,” Jennifer joked.“So do I,” Abby sighed.Jennifer opened her apartment door ushering her. "Carole, I am at my place in North Carolina, near Asheville. Do you want to come here, or do I need to come to you?" If she was that worried, I needed to help anyway I could."Christine is pretty weak and traveling might be too much. Is it terrible to ask if you can come here?" Nope, I can fly up tomorrow and have a car bring me to wherever you are." She gave me her address. After the call I contacted the pilots and informed my guards. Sammy and I were going on a road trip together.The night. I accompanied madam and she took me for examination, there were nude girls sitting as far as I could see in the dim light. I was led into a large gym and then to an adjoining room for a psychical fitness assessment. I was weighed and every part of her anatomy was measured flexed and soft; my fat index measured and recorded. “The syndicate has classified you as a soft-body sex slave, you must train here at least five days a week, an hour to start, mostly cardiovascular to increase your stamina. Affairs with younger men make them feel rejuvenated, and it’s called the cougar phase. They have look-enhancing plastic surgeries if they can afford it, do a nip here and a tuck there. Anything to keep themselves from looking like the old hags they know they will eventually become. Men don’t mind getting old. Women just can’t seem to accept it. So, one day, Sheila O’Shea asked her husband James Hawthorne Summers a question every middle-aged man dreads. The Great Vasectomy Debates had begun. The.