I knew that was always the case when you deal with a government entity. Since I had been working on it a few weeks before the others demanded admissio... to the project, even I had an no idea of how hard it was really going to be. I had been looking into the jungle idea for several weeks longer than either of the others. I was not too shocked by the news from the others.Gerome had declared himself point person for the effort, so he was the most disappointed. I understood how he felt, like I said. It was firm, hard pink nipples, brown areola.I squeezed them hard with my both hands and surprisingly it sprayed milk on my face and chest. She was laughing. I started to suck them. She was holding me tight, like a baby and let me suckle. She was moaning loudly, kissing my forehead, while I was having my after dinner dessert with her sweet milk. She wanted to go. I started to kiss and undress her. She kissed me back and said if I wanted to move further she has to come back. She had to close her. Mark responded, as gently and sincerely as he could. "There are two things you should know, girls, one of which will probably be upsetting to you. I know that in the world of political correctness, especially regarding feminism, what I am about to tell you may not pass muster. In the finest restaurants in the world, if a woman is handed a menu, it will not contain any prices, and in some restaurants, especially in Europe, women are not even given menus; their escorts order for them. That's just. .”“For us...” he started.I completed his sentence, “ ... and Dave and Carlita and Brindy.”“Okay,” Bill said. “One of these days I’ll surprise you two. It might be me wearing a miniskirt and saying I identify as Trudy, the transvestite prostitute...”Deena giggled. “Hey, if you can make spending money...”“But don’t you DARE chop off the ding-dong,” I laughed. “We have needs...”“And that WOULD be a surprise,” Deena added.So I guess that Bill’s okay with it. I don’t think he really wants us dumbed.