But, can I ask a favor?”I blinked. “Of course. What do you need?”“Please don’t call me Nova. That’s who I was, not who I am. I’ve worked...really hard to change and I’m not that guy anymore. So please, don’t call me Nova.”“What should I call you?” He chuckled and I paused, thinking it sounded familiar.“My name is Noah. I guess that’s why Nova stuck so easily. It’s pretty close to my actual name.”The smile spread across my face, but the twinge in my jaw stopped it in its tracks. “Noah. I can do. I wanted to masturbate so hard.“And as you can see,” I narrated into my microphone, “Dr. Rita is dedicated to treating her patients, making sure they are cared for.”“Oh, my god, Doctor!” howled the girl. “I'm going to cum on your big, beautiful dick! Yes, yes, yes! Keep fucking me!”“She'll do anything to make sure they're cured,” I continued, my cheeks burning, such a throaty, longing purr in my voice. My free hand squeezed my large breast through my blouse, my nipple throbbing. “She drives her. It will have to be stretched tight so you can line all your fence posts up with the string.”Pike took the spool and started walking north from the property line marker, reeling off twine as he walked. The next line marker was in the distance at least two hundred yards.“One of you take a posthole digger and go with him. I’ll line him up with this post and the other line marker up there. When we have it straight, I’ll line you up with your posthole digger and you can dig the hole to set another. A nice, healthy investment for plenty of privacy. So, definitely, Mom, Natasha, Heather, Chelsea, Jessica, Nina, Vera, Maria, Samantha, Pamela, Anne, and Lindsay. No doubt of that! Kat Summers, too. Anyone else?” I chuckled.“And me!” Adam Hugo offered himself.“And me!” Trevor Barker suggested.“And me!” Addy Swearingen urged me.“How about me?” Camille Barker intruded upon us.“And me. Don’t worry ... I’m not into dudes,” Coach Brown told me, “I just want my fiancee and son to have access to that.