You can stop now”Blushing, she realized she had let herself go off on a tangent, wondering about the missing doors, wondering about the new outfit, ...the way he had made her show off whilst still in the hall, and, ultimately, the new way he had instigated her milking duties. Flushing, she rose from the floor and went to the laundry, adding her rag to the basket of whites. “Did you want this done?” she asked, stepping out of the laundry and calling back towards Brian. When he did not answer, she. It made sense, considering the magazine ran a monthlyinterior-decorating column. The receptionist was a sweet young blondwith long curly hair and green eyes. She was better looking than Ipictured in my head. Her face was flawless and when she stood up togreet me I was taken by her incredible figure. Her sexy black skirtdidn't hurt either, which flattered her round ass and shapely legs.She wore black seemed stockings like Audrey's and her shoes had to befive inches high. The young lady. Serpin chuckled as a small pot of butter appeared from one of Delia’s large pockets and she pulled a glass bottle with a cork in it from the other that contained milk. “I’ll drop some fresh eggs and more milk off in the morning for you, dear.”Serpin hadn’t missed the curious looks Delia sent Collin’s way. She decided she had better introduce him, or Delia would fret and wonder all night long just who he was. “Delia, this is my bond partner, Collin. Collin, Delia is Old Tom’s wife and the best. . show them what a nest you’ve got,” the leader said and it sounded like a command.All the girls giggled except Vickie who looked mortified.The thought of showing her well furred girlhood to her friends had been really hard the first couple of times. Susan and Linda hadn’t been judgmental at all; in fact seemed enthralled by her pubes. Kim as usual didn’t say much.Her parents were of Puerto Rican ancestry and staunchly Roman Catholic. Her mother had taught her how to shave her legs and armpits.