I really wanted to hug you, but your guardian Angels were right to stop me. Your body is so sensitive right now, I could have either hurt you, or sent...you into an orgasm. You probably remember a few of those already," she grinned sheepishly."Oh yes, it was wonderful!" I wasn't sure I'd ever get used to this voice, I bet it could shatter glass it was so high! At least it brought a smile to her face."We have a lot of work to do still, but for the rest of today we still have to keep your activity. .. Wesley and I said our goodbyes the night before..." Troi said softly."The night before ... You mean you and Wesley..." It was sort of a goodbye gift. It didn't begin that way, but when he tried, it seemed so important to him. I hope you're not upset."Beverly paused for a moment, taking another drink of the wine. "No, it's ok, he's a big boy." It's a relief to hear you say that, I wouldn't want anything to come between us."Both women were silent for a few seconds until Beverly asked..."Was he. " Stephano fidgeted in the big leather seat. "I can't call you Cricket.," he murmered. "I fuckin' hate crickets. When I was in the army I did boot-camp in Parris Island. Those bastard crickets kept me awake for seven fuckin' weeks straight... 'Chirp, chirp...' Bastards... You got a real name?" "You serious?" "Yeah... I'm always serious, Mrs Vaughn." "Jemima O'Hara." "So you're Italian?" "Fuck you, Mr Santangelo. Call me Jemima." "My grandmother's name was Jemima... It's weird to call you. “I’ll get the phone right now then!” She shouted after me as I walked back in the direction of Brittany’s room. “Suck my dick!” I replied. Walking back into Brittany’s room without saying a word, I grabbed my clothes and took them to my original destination, the bathroom. Just as I had finished changing there was a knock on the door. I said, “I’m done, I’ll be out in a minute.” To my dismay the door opened despite my attempt to thwart such an action being taken. Cindy, wearing the same.