" When he did that shebegan playing with his nipples again, making him pant from need. "Mmmm,isn't this nice? And listen to how you're responding. ... I'll make sureto do this every chance I get. Plus, you've put on a few pounds andyou're getting man boobs. Or should I say sissy boobs? Anyway, itmakes them more fun to fiddle with. And look at. I wonder what we cando to show them off to the best advantage. We'll get back to thatlater. I'm going to roll over in a half a minute. Then you. The shower was roomy and had two shower heads on either side. She stepped in and turned on the water for both getting the temperature to a nice setting. Bounty stepped in after both shower heads were on. She spun Sara around and kissed her deeply, Sara returned the kiss. As they broke, the kiss Bounty pushes Sara to her knees. Once on her knees, Bounty pulled her head forward. Sara opened her mouth almost knowing what Bounty wanted her to do. She stuck out her tongue awaiting the golden flow.. " In that order?" What?" The way you just put it; my job and my husband. Is that your list of priorities? The job and then me?" Don't be silly Frankie; I haven't spent most of my life trying to hook you just so you could play second fiddle to my job."I sat there and steered the truck in silence for a couple of miles and then Allison said:"Talk to me Frankie."I took a deep breath and then said, "It's on you Allison. You get to be the one to tell the moms that they are never going to play with. **** It had a been another long day. Another day of rising early, bleary-eyed and tired, to get to the station to sit on a rocking train wishing he was still in bed, nodding off as the track rolled by. Another day of calls and reports and queries at work, of feeling that it was easier just to sit at his desk at lunchtime and eat his sandwiches there rather than take a walk. Another long train ride back home from London, dozing off sleepily in the carriage. Paul had arrived at his home station.