”“Are you ready, Miss Prefontayne?”“Any time you are, Boss!”I motioned to Janice... Maybe far away, (“Oooohhh, my,” Janice said.)Or mayb... real nearby.He may be pouring her coffee,She may be straightening his tie.(Brigitte walked out of her room looking and listening over the rail)Maybe in a house,All hidden by a hill.She’s sitting playing piano,He’s sitting paying a bill.{br}(Joan came out in tears.)Betcha they’re young.Betcha they’re smart.Bet they collect thingslike ashtrays and art.(Liz was. She arrived at my house since my mom was out of town doing some kind of business. I opened the door as she stood there wearing a little denim vest, black leggings and some big stilettos. Man was she tall! She was at least 5'10" and her booty was trying to burst out of those leggings she was wearing. Thank god she looked like she did in her photos."Wow, you're cute in person too!" she said with a smile."Well, so are you! Come on in," I replied, letting her walk in first. My eyes quickly zoomed. “I did the taxes yesterday,” he said, “and I’d like to mail it today. Could you sign?”“You mean that line which says I have read the form and swear that it’s correct?”“Sure. Don’t you trust me?”“Look, my hands are scrambling eggs,” she said. “Could you set the table for 4? Sure, the lovebirds are probably testing the bedsprings, but I don’t want them to come down and see that we think they are.”When he took the dishes into the dining room, she grabbed the form and put it under the bag of rice. Her bare breasts pressing against Sasha’s covered ones. Both of their nipples are firm and rigid as they hug. Both feeling the others against their own.Emma hastily dresses as soon as Sasha leaves, wondering what these strange feeling running through her are about. There is a flush on her face as she leaves the salon and goes to her car.Emma sees she has a couple of hours until she needs to be at Donald’s house and decides to drive to where she first waited for his call on her new.