”He reluctantly turned to me to ask what I wanted. I didn’t want anything but I needed him to turn around.“What is that?” I asked pointing to ...the tent that formed in his shorts. It was a pretty big tent as well and from the sight alone it got my juices flowing. I shouldn’t have done anything about it. I should have just grinned and let it pass. But it was big.“Put the tray down. Come here. Sit on the bed.”He did as he was told, after all, he was used to being told what to do by my mother and. Up.”She slowly brought herself up.“Now pull up your skirt.”“Why?”“You are asking an awful lot of questions. Just do as you’re told.”Hesitantly, she pulled up her skirt, revealing a lacy black thong.“Now place your elbows on the desk and bend over.”She slowly started to do so.Benjamin took a step toward her and began to massage her cheeks.Cynthia was so confused. What was he doing back that? Seriously…what the hell was—“Oww!” she jerked up, but he held her down on the desk with one of his elbows. "Just have movers do all the heavy stuff. You sit or stand there and tell them what to do with it. You won't be pushed, and you'll have plenty of time to get it in place. Do it slowly and have a good time doing it. If you guys have to, take a leave of absence. I'm sure they will give you the time you need because you are going to be moms very soon."The three were smiling with me, and Nancy said, "Oh you, you just make it sound so easy. I hope it is."Judy said, "Everything I own in life is. All of them were impressed by his iron like handshake. "Call me, Red," he grinned at them. "Is this the one who has lit your fire?" he pointed to Jenkins, the black man."Oh, you," PD slapped his arm. "Jenkins is my number two guy but we've got to be careful because he's already married. How many kids do we have again?" she giggled."Three!" Jenkins went along with the joking. "Two boys and a girl." Then you've been a busy man with her beaver," Red snorted."Sure have." This is the guy I'm.