‘Vern, she’s got us there. I always assumed that she was some middle aged cross dressing man, or something.’ Veronica took the newly opened bott...le from Ana and poured a glass. She walked determinedly to the telephone, mounted on the kitchen wall. She punched in several numbers, hung up, and dialed again. ‘Yes,’ she said. She cupped her hand on the received. ‘I got through,’ she said to the others. ‘I got…’ she moved her hand down. ‘Yes. Well, my friend has the problem, not me. Uh huh. Its this. Then a series of events occurred that would undoubtedly change my marriage and my life. I was on the forth day of a seven-day trip to the Northeast when my boss called me and told me that I needed to rush home. Our home office had just announced that they had purchased our biggest competitor and that I needed to be there when the sales territories were realigned. That meant that I would be home for Steff's company Christmas party that I would otherwise have missed. I almost grabbed the phone to. 'Hello' said the receptionist cheerily, it was the only word I had heard her say since we arrived nearly 2 weeks before. I went upstairs to our room and opened the door, there was Alan lying spread-eagled and naked on the bed, just as I had left him earlier that morning. He stirred from his sleep and apologized for leaving me on my own all day, he really looked quite rough, and as I went to leave the bedroom to go into the bathroom he ran past me to get to the toilet first, where he proceeded. It was time, he decided, to move on to another pleasure which he had sampled only occasionally.Gently pushing her down the bed he stroked her face with his erection and said, "He is grateful for the pleasure you gave him yesterday and last night." And I am grateful also, for the pleasure he gave me," replied the bride, eyeing the rampant stalk before her, and wondering how she had managed to take such a thing into her body."Then you might want to thank him properly, my beloved," prompted the.