We need clear blue shirts and black pants.”“Black bottoms?” Eden suggested, “Trust me you want to put Dawn in a skirt.”“And you too.” I ...retorted, almost like a counterpunch.“Oh, yeah, I guess--”“We should do white bottoms,” Eden declared, “Makes the color scheme a bit more cheery.”“Yeah, that works,” Matt shrugged, “I don’t own any white pants, so let’s hit up Slate’s.”“I need a blue shirt,” I replied.“Sweetie, you need all new clothes.” Eden shook her head. I was more comfortable with that. She fell into a chair as a doctor approached. ‘Are you Phoenix,’ the doctor asked kindly? ‘He’s asking for you.’ Phoenix looked up into the eyes of Danny’s mother, and as she nodded Phoenix stood to follow the doctor. ‘He doesn’t have much time. He insisted on seeing you.’ The doctor led her to a room and pushed the door open. ‘I’ll wait here.’ Danny was pale, he gave a slight smile as she rushed to his side. ‘Shhh love, there isn’t time for any of that,’ he whispered as she opened her mouth.. You don't have to do anything. Just let it be," I said, while protecting my genitals with my hands."No, I can't let it be. I have to do this. Move your hands and let me hold you again. Come on, that's it. Oh yes, I can feel it getting hard again. First comes the pain and now comes the pleasure. Trust me. Close your eyes and let my hand give you pleasure. I know, you love the feel of my hand."She continued her slow deliberate stroking and with her lips against my ear she continued her hypnotic. Lee would no doubt love that, at least, and she rather suspected Bill would as well. But it was already a minor miracle that Sharon hadn’t fired her, and given what a terror she’d been all day today, Maura didn’t care to push her luck any further. And so she left the rest of her clothes on for the time being. Amidst the crackling of the fire, the radio’s latest offer — of Frank Sinatra singing about ‘greetings from relatives you don’t know’ — only fueled Maura’s sense of holiday joy as she.