I'll join you in a bit. You just get some rest tonight, love. Youhad a BIG day today, and I still have a little bit of work to finishup..."Monica pout...ed a little as Cerina got up from the bed and sat down at oneof her terminals. Eventually though, Monica fell asleep, and Cerina wastyping away, working on new formulas for the very modifications to theiBod technology that would make wearing 5-inch heels painless.About an hour later, Monica was sound asleep, and Cerina was stilltyping, as the door. I drank tea, ate bacon and mushrooms and tomato with scrambled eggs on toast, an exact copy of Emily’s. It would have been of course because Emily had ordered without reference to. ‘Two of the usual,’ she had said to the coltish brunette who served us. Emily had watched as the waitress, called Jo and aged about twenty apparently, walked purposefully away with a wistful eye. ‘Youth is so often wasted on the young.’ ‘Don’t perve,’ I laughed. ‘I was not, as you so indecorously put it, “perving.” I. "He murmured, "Yes, Auntie Tabitha. Thank you."She left him to do his face. He played up his eyes and minimized his mouth.After all, the latter was just going to get messed up with all the oralduties he expected to be performing. But at least he would be able togratify all the women. Soon the guests began arriving and he greeted thempolitely. By now they all knew how available he was and every one of themeyed him with lust on her face. It didn't bother him as much as it had inweeks past. . I grunted with each impact. After about eight of those she stopped and started rubbing me again.“That’s why it’s called a warm-up; I can feel how warm you are right through the cloth. Tell me, maybe you like this a bit?”I felt I had nothing to lose by telling the truth, “Yes, ma’am, it hurts but I sort of like it anyway.”She laughed at that. “I knew you’d be perverse; you quiet types usually are.” Perverse? How about you, lady? This has been entirely your show from the start.“All right, undo.