’ The word spread and next morning media people including two TV teams arrived from Amarillo. They watched the filming and then, as arranged, Roxy r...epeated driving along just for the media in her wagon complete with steel cage that was drawn by two matching roan horses. Roxy was dressed for winter, her hair pinned up and topped by a bonnet tied under her chin, with her shoulders covered by a thick cape and she wore a thick long skirt to her ankles and held up by a thick brown leather belt,. I thought I’d get it out of my system by studying to be an OB/GYN, but it just makes me think about being in the chair myself, pushing. Knowing that every push makes it worse, but still not being able to stop it,” she explained. “There’s just something about that that gets me.”“Interesting choice of kink,” I contributed carefully.Amita sighed. “I didn’t choose it, and sure as hell don’t recommend it,” she opined. “My big turn-on is the thought of getting pregnant, and then the birth – and there. ” “Oh, I see. So you don't like it then?” Actually I did like it, no, I loved it. To me there was nothing sexier than a gorgeous young woman in a nice suit, I gave her another once-over, this time taking in what curves I could decipher through the fabric. I noted her bust, it seemed large for a girl her age, 34D if I had to guess, and at 17 years old, not bad. I finally realized I was gawking and brushed those thoughts aside. “You look beautiful.” A noticeable blush appeared on her face and she. You know that I have trained myself to maintain eye contact with a woman as beautiful as you, lest you should think that your body is the only thing that interests me. But your wonderful eyes were not in view; and those are the moments when I feel free to steal a glance and enjoy the other elements of your beauty. Your sandals were pretty too – and showed off to great advantage the slender grace of your lovely feet.As you straightened and turned, your eyes were on me; so they grabbed my.