We sat down, poured a glass of wine and began chatting. It was obvious that I was the stand in for my wife, she was intent on fucking Kelly and, since...she couldn't, I was the next best thing. On the third glass of wine she moved closer, her hand had slowly been moving further and further up my leg as we talked. 'so, Kelly, you know, when I was with your husband he was my total bitch, I assume you're in charge in your household? No, not really, I replied. Oh? She said, so you're more the sub? I. I told the doctor that's what hooked my husband."A nurse wheeled the baby in and said we would have to leave because Jeannie was going to try to feed her. Jeannie said, "Oh, come on. We're farmers and we're not bashful about nursing. It's natural and necessary. Little Janet will be happy her daddy was with us when she finds out he was here for her first meal."The nurse obviously wasn't used to people being so open, but it was true. We were just a lot more natural about some things.The nurse was. You feel and I see your nipples stiffening and brushing up against the silky material. "Certainly," I return in a deep husky voice that surprises you, "whatever you need." You emerge from behind the returns counter, late book in hand and beckon me with a tilt of your head to follow you along the wide main passage between the rows of shelves. Your locks sway and bounce in rhythm to your steps toward the unvisited rear of the large room. You suddenly dart into one of the small passages between. ”Stephanie leaned forward and pressed a button on the phone, “Ernie, a pot of Earl Grey, please.”“Coming right up, Mrs. Krajick!” came a very formal response.“Give me a fucking break, Squirt!” I laughed when she released the intercom button. “NOBODY, and I mean NOBODY, uses formal addresses like that anyplace I’m in charge.”“Samantha’s dad instituted that, and Samantha thinks it’s important because she and I are both really young.”“So were all of us when we started NIKA!”“It’s very different in.