‘So,’ Rosie said, ‘Nipper number two on the way eh?’ ‘Yeah.’ Steve said as he reached for the plates. Rosie’s perfume filled his nostril..., she was wearing his favourite, and she made sure he could smell it on her. ‘She’s a lucky girl.’ Rosie sighed, ‘It’s a shame we never…’ ‘I suppose.’ Steve replied wistfully. ‘But circumstances being what they were…’ ‘Sorry.’ She sighed. They smiled at each other and Rosie hugged him tight. She felt his chest expand as he inhaled deeply, the perfume worked. In fact there were still traces of the hide I had wrapped round them, but not much, but enough to get all the diggers excited. Funny no-one asked how Marjorie knew exactly the area to dig in. This routine went on for weeks, we seldom saw Marjorie, except in the evenings. When asked where she went all the time, the only answer we got was that she was organizing things. She was true to her words though. She got the auctioneers to send her the lot contents of upcoming auctions. I sat for hours. About how it would look to the neighbors." "The neighbors? ... Are you crazy? Nobody's doing surveillance on us. Besides, what would be so scandalous about you simply walking over to the Caldwells?" "I know, honey. You're right. ... I was just trying to make a point." "Well, you made your point and now we're done talking. You'd better go get ready. I told him you'd be there by 7." That was it. End of discussion. Now all that remained were the terms of her surrender. "Sweetheart, is it ok if I. Oh how I love watching my girl undress for me. I do the same for her once she’s done. We go to the bedroom, where she kneels for me until I’m ready. I make sure to grab the new toy I bought for her. I can’t wait to try it with her. I climb on the bed, and call her over. I pinch my stiff pebble peaks, and ask her to suck on them. She does with great enthusiasm. She moves her fingers down my soft skin, finding my hot wet sheath ready for her. She can sense I want it; she works lightly on my clit..