I think I knew in my mind that she was sexually active and just for a moment I was jealous of any guy who had been to bed with her. The res... of the way home I thought about the trip, my meetings and all of the work it generated for me. I was up to it and the money was great but like everything the deadlines were looming not too far into the future. With those thoughts running through my head I entered my house and saw JAMIE, in blue jeans and a blouse, sprawled out on the couch on. At the time I was forty-eight years old. I was 5’5” and fit with 36d breasts. I worked out three days a week to stay fit for my husband. My husband had to leave early for a business emergency. He told me to stay and enjoy myself. I did one hell of a job working on my tan. The beaches were topless, so I had no tan lines above the waist.One evening, or actually morning, at 2am, I couldn’t sleep so I went to a hot tub. The bars were closed so I took a bottle of tequila from my room with a salt. "e;I'll give you a few minutes to recover, and then you can deal with me."e;"e;I'll deal with you all right,"e; I growled. "e;Free me now!"e;"e;You're in no position to be making demands."e; Mandy's voice was mocking. She was obviously enjoying herself, which didn't improve my mood at all."e;Just wait 'til I get my hands on you"e; Again I fiercely pulled at the scarf which was attaching said hands together, but my efforts were useless."e;It's not your hands I want on me,"e; she scoffed. "e;It's. ." I had to gather my thoughts to remember her name for it, “ . . . my tummy stick. It's what men use to make women pregnant." I said before I could stop myself."What's pregnant?" Wendy asked."It's when a woman is going to have a baby." I said stepping deeper into a quagmire."Does that mean I'm going to have a baby" Wendy asked me panic settling into her voice.I hugged her, "Oh no darling," I quickly told her, "you can't get pregnant by swallowing the man's sperm." What's sperm?" Wendy then.