"I don't know what to do," she whispered, looking up, a nervous expression on her face."You may kiss me there if you like. Just a kiss, you know how t... do that."As the puckered lips approached her mons, Stephanie gently touched Nancy's hair, beckoning her closer with a touch. The kiss was light, hesitant, just above her lips on the small strip of hair she left on her mons. Just after the kiss, Nancy exhaled slowly, making a low growl of desire in her throat, turning her face as she rubbed her. "Something troubling you, Kisa?" She looked into Keep's eyes and forced her words. "How's Randall?" A smile crossed Keep's lips when he realized that her concern was for the well-being of her dearest friend. "He is well. Would you like to see him?" Keep moved for the kitchen. "No, please," Kisa stopped him. "I don't know how I'd react." Keep could see her pain. He knew they had been through a lot together, and recent events had turned their friendship on end. He could tell she needed to. Well when i arrived i was greeted by a young girl looking around her early 20s looking quiet prim and proper looking well manicured too so she waved me over to a another woman whom was too waiting to have her own treatment. Well i was secondly greeted by a much older woman in her 30s and followed her to the room which was dimly lit and some kind of music playing like waves sounds of some kind. so she turned and told me to get undressed as women only have the full works and then she left me. Bob was gone the next day. I learned the lesson and kept my mouth shut.Brock took note of my successes for the firm. The promotions and bonuses followed. He had dropped a couple of hints of late; I was being considered for bigger things and an office in the Executive Suite to go with it.What a difference disposable income makes! D’Arcy moved in with me and I supported her through the rest of her studies. She attended company social events with me and was adored by everyone. We knew marriage was.