I got four glasses and filled three with ice and water from the fridge. The fourth I filled with milk, added some chocolate syrup and made Honey a Yoo...hoo.When I set the chocolate milk in front of her she clapped her hands and exclaimed. "Being with you is like having Christmas all the time!" Well," I said to her, "you deserve to have Christmas all the time."I glanced over at my wife and she was looking as though she had just put a piece of a puzzle in place and the picture was getting. Maybe they can help. I think they still have a copy of the report and it should have pictures of your wife inside. Do you want their number?" Yeah, that'd be great," I said.Penny dialed her phone and began talking to whoever answered. I listened as she explained what she wanted and instructed them to release a copy of her last years surveillance report to me. Then she handed me the phone and I discussed fees and gave my instructions as well as the location of my wife and the convention she was. It was then she began telling him how she had a thing a thing about sign language…how her regular lovers needed to understand her silent instructions, and comply exactly, he nodded and begged to become one of her regulars, so fitted a ball-gag and then, with a thin cane in hand, with each syllable she gently tapped his tender balls, saying; If tap you tap want tap, to tap be tap of tap my tap regular- lover`s tap with tap me tap you tap need tap to tap learn tap my tap signals. By now he was. .. ?" Andrea made a show of looking down."Yes," Junior matched her hair color ... and there was quite a bit ... for just fifteen. "I need to do something about that ... the idea makes me nervous."Andrea leaned her elbow on the chart table and rubbed her upper lip while cupping her chin with her thumb. "Want some help?" Please." The excess of nether hair was why Junior was here. This swimwear was so tiny, there was no room for a landing strip. A razor wielded by hands that nicked leg fuzz on.