I closed the door behind her."Whew!", said Jill. "Sorry about that, but I didn't know." That's a side of her personality that never makes it on to the... silver screen," I grinned. "Pity about the money, but there's no way that I could manage an erection with that harpy screeching at me."We sat down with a coffee, and I thought about going back to work. The curse of Monday mornings, I thought. Nothing ever goes as planned.A few minutes later, the telephone rang again. Jill answered it, listened. " Well, with what they provide, plus your continuing tuition and what it earns over the years, you should be well set when you're grown, then." Thank you, Doctor Boswell, and thank you my Queen. I shall thank our Prime when I have the opportunity." In the meantime, Arlene has a card for you to use, and we'll alert the personnel in the stores where we'll be today, as well as the shops we frequent in Winter Park, that it is acceptable for you to use the card at your discretion, in case you might. Rita smiled. ‘Is there any part of me you have?’ she murmured. At that, Frankie as she would be called, opened her little bow of a mouth and let out a piercing cry. ‘Oh yes,’ Rita chuckled, placing her nipple in her mouth as she latched on and sucked. ‘You, my sweet girl, have your mother’s temper.’ World War II had broken out and while Rita was giving birth, Frank was on a ship serving as Chaplain. He had joined the Navy and served throughout the War. It had been a challenge for him and he had. As though what was going through my mind was fair."What can I do?" she asked, more to herself than to me. A tear worked its way out of the corner of her eye, and began a journey down her cheek."Keep trying, you'll get it," was all I could muster. I hoped this was not some sort of scam she was pulling; could that tear be genuine? It was awfully well timed. She wiped the tear from her cheek, and said,"I'm sorry. Um, could I use your bathroom?" "Sure, down that hall, first door on the right," I.