You would have thought it would be nipple cancer,” Sasha tried to joke. I laughed, but it was a nervous laugh.The doctor gave us a pile of brochures... and information and locations on the web for even more info before we left the office and went home.On Wednesday morning I walked Sasha into the hospital and kissed her as they got her ready for surgery. I had just sat down in one of the more comfortable chairs in the waiting area when I felt a touch on my shoulder.“Hi, lover.”“Hi, Di. What are you. Who are you?" she asked."Don't worry, he'll know," I said with a smile.Twenty minutes later Josh was pulling into the Dairy Queen. I'd found a comfortable spot on a bright blue picnic table, with my feet on the bench, holding my teddy bear and eating a Dilly Bar. I smiled as he got out slowly, walking across the gravel and jingling his keys. Josh was grinning and nodding, like he should have expected this and it was all I could do not to leap into his arms."Hey new girl," he said, stopping a. "I think it's the other way around," Colin's tone was light and amiable. "This'll be the second winter he's babysat me, although I'm not sure if he was born around here, or migrated when he found out how much food there is under this shed. He was full-grown when I first saw him. He has a nest underneath the building somewhere, but I haven't seen any more of his kind around. Between him and Pepé, they keep the mice population down, and they're good company." Umm, should I ask? Who, or what, is. Her eyes were closed.She had sweat on her upper lips.I started rubbing her nipples in circular motion and slowly her light brown nipples were standing.I bent low and while I massaged her thighs I slowly kissed her on her vagina even though her panties were on.She was surprised but the pleasure was more.I just puled off her panties and I could believe what I saw.She was clean shaven and had nice white fair skin, rather slightly pink and not a single dark spot even where her legs met in to a.