"Are you mad at me Stacy?" I asked.She frowned at me, "Mad for what?" Kara made a noise then Stacy looked down. "For having a baby? No. That is your b...ody now. You could do almost anything with it you want." Almost anything," I asked.She looked sternly into my eyes, "I don't want to see any tattoos on that body ever. Piercings yes, but tattoos no. That's my one condition for you if you want me to stay good and happy with you."After a while, of visiting with Stacy, I finally noticed something. I seated Rachel at the table where we were directed. Matt offered a quick prayer and we ate. The food was quite good.After dinner, there was a light desert with coffee. Rachel would talk but was somewhat shy. I realized with a slight shock that she didn’t know how stunningly beautiful she was. It wasn’t easy to bring her out though she would answer questions that didn’t get too personal. I got her talking about the classes she taught and the subject matter. That worked. She loved to read and. "Slow down. What happened?" she asked."Kathleen came over and saw me in the maid costume!"She giggled to herself, imagining the scene as Kathleen stumbled uponpoor Loren in his maid costume. She didn't want him exposed, but sheknew Kathleen had better judgment than to start telling everyone. Also,she was beginning to think about the possibility of making this a full-time arrangement and that would mean their friends would eventually needto know. This could be a good test. "That was. We soon became close enough to share details of our lives, as girlfriends are wont to do. Raman and I went for a short holiday so I missed a few yoga classes. When I got back to the classes, Rashmi inquired about our trip. She teased me by suggesting that I might have had a lot of sex with Raman. As we discussed my trip, the talk became intimate and we shared details of our sex lives. Rashmi said that she almost always had an orgasm and most times had multiple orgasms. I was almost speechless.