It made me constantly strive to be improve as a father and husband. Over the years, Brenda helped my mother through a couple of difficult medical prob...lems. My dad always lit up when Brenda was near. I had hit the mother lode! Brenda never told me what was bothering her that night. I did notice that she was extremely amorous when we went to bed. She wasn't aggressive so much as she was insistent. She wanted to give me as much pleasure as she possibly could, and that girl could deliver the goods!. Anyway, Sarah had assured me that Abby knew how to protect herself. But that was just a summer fling. Noah headed off to college in the fall and Abby took up dating with boys in her senior class. It was about then that our boss assigned Heather and me to work together on the web interface for a major client. I was pleased because, after all, I did like her. Our desks were moved so we could collaborate more easily. We would meet with the client and then sit together for hours sussing out their. Her fingers toyed with my hair, brushed my ear, felt the day’s stubble on my cheek. She nuzzled into my chest. She breathed deeply. ‘You smell of wood smoke and working in the garden,’ she said. ‘Let me go have a shower,’ I said, feigning to move. ‘Don’t you dare,’ she said, looking up at me. We both laughed. I embraced her and held her closer to me. Her warmth and curve was inviting. I ran my hands over her shoulders and down her back. Her fingers bunched and knotted in the fabric of my shirt,. The guard told me to sit in the chair. When I did, the chair’s restraints locked each of my body parts down so that I couldn’t move an inch. A man in a white coat entered the room with a clipboard, and looked at me, read my name, crimes, and read until Y-suppression, where he stopped and commented that Michael was a boy’s name, and that I needed a girl’s name. He then called me Michelle. He asked if I liked it, but then told me to shut up as soon as I started to answer him. He then.