I told him to kneel down and he did. I love it when men play nice! I let him lookfor a while as I sipped my wine.Although very surreal, I was so turne... on I could actually feel my pulse pounding in my chest and my labia. I asked him if he liked my pussy and he told me that it was beautiful. I told him to kiss it.He just knelt there giving me a totally confused look. To expedite things I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips into me. Itold him in what I assumed was a commanding voice. " Bob ... no!" she pled."You wanted it straight," he said. "I gave it to you straight."She sat there, staring into nothingness. He let her. His previous shuffling of papers had simply been a nervous reaction to waiting for HER reaction. Now he sat quietly, letting her adjust to the new information."What do I do now?" she finally asked.He was prepared for that question, because a lot of women asked it. He ignored the fact she was a doctor herself. She wasn't thinking like a doctor. She was. Amanda offered Juno a drink. ?We don?t have any Ambrosia I?m afraid? shesaid with a grin. ?Would you like tea or coffee, or I could open abottle of champagne?? ?Champagne, of course? replied Juno. ?We need totoast our little one properly!? So champagne it was. Even I allowedmyself a few sips. (I had decided not to drink whilst breast feeding.)When the toasts were over and Susan had gone to sleep in her carrycot,the three of us sat down in the lounge. ?Susan is an absolute delight,?Juno. Another was down on her knees, about to take the thing with both hands into her mouth. Each limestone column had a decoration of a woman in front of a man in different poses. The definition of a phalynx is a group of warriors. This must have been the theme; with a giant warrior at each column.The main floor stepped down in 6" terraced increments. Every other step had a four foot wide amphitheatre type of seating space, with glass tables covered with linen table cloths.In one corner, the highest.