You ready? Here. You pass this last test, you get a reward.”He reached into the plastic grocery bag and pulled something out. A collar. A neon pink ...nylon dog collar, clearly large enough for me.“I hate pink,” I said. “You know I hate pink.”“Yeah, but cows love pink. Right? What are you?”“Well . . . I’m a cow . . . .”“Right. And, cows like pink. So, what do you think of the collar?”Suddenly I felt bubbly. Joyful. Grateful. “I love it.” I meant it.“Atta girl. So, now, if you pass this last test,. It was certainly a lot bigger than anything she’d encountered before. Putting his cock in her mouth, she let her tongue swirl around the sensitive glans, and was rewarded by a deep moan.Simon pulled her up and led her to his bedroom, laid her down on the bed and ripped off her knickers, tearing them down the seam. She ran her fingers up and down his cock as he placed it on her stomach where it reached an inch past her belly button, and his balls hung heavy down to her pussy. Taking his weight. ”“And me next year, most likely!” Jessica said. “I just need to time it so that it’s after my surgical rotation completes so I’m back in the ER.”“Veronica, are you planning on kids right away?” Kara asked.“Not right away, but not too long. Jack wants two, and I think that’s a nice number. But we don’t want to be parents to teenagers in our fifties.”“My dad was a parent to a teenager when he was almost 70!” Stephanie added.“No thanks!” Veronica exclaimed. “Is your mom his second wife?”I smiled,. Alan, Jeff and Mike had really stepped up. I know for a fact that my best friends, Alan and Jeff, could not have pulled this off a year ago.Uncle John had encouraged me to delegate to help build other leaders, and I was seeing what he was talking about. They no longer needed me to hold their hands. They could take things on and see them to fruition. Uncle John had explained to me that I could only do so much on my own. When I learned to delegate, and through that responsibility, helped others.