.. You KNOW I’m kidding. Between the wine and the sex, the whole thing was a blur. I mean, I ate my own DAUGHTER.”“And vice versa,” Bink chirp...ed.“Ben. Serious talk, okay?” Barb said.“Okay. Serious.”“Just like when we started, when you were squirting in a cup for Sara, this pregnancy is OURS. Period. Our baby.”Sara inserted, “But you guys will be close family, just like now, the baby’s aunts and uncle, right?”“Yeah,” Mandy said. “That’s a given.”I sighed. There are even more questions now. I. How could this presumptuous little prick think he could ever help me? Hell, I could write a book on how to please women. Why the hell would I waste twenty bucks?"Okay!" I answered quickly as I reached into my back pocket for my wallet. "Exactly how will this work, anyway?" I will simply give your wife a word that, when uttered, will cause her to be very susceptible to any sexual suggestion she may receive. I will have her remove it from her mind after the sex act is complete so you needn't. She showered, took care of her feminine needs then slipped on a lacy bra and matching French-cut panties before sliding the delicate smooth silk over her alabaster skin. The six inch white heals made the dress, accenting her bosom and her butt. The dress felt if it was cut exactly for her measurements. Kent must have one heck of a memory to nail her so well after such a short romp in the backroom at the rave.Amanda had to consciously remind herself to not hurry when she drove to Warehouse 26.. Sylvia and I communicated by email and text. She would arrive next Saturday and stay for a few days. I was excited by the idea of those few days. Would they be long enough to for me to persuade her to lie on the Maidensdoom stone?I left my office early on Thursday afternoon so that I could visit the land agents, get the house keys back, and check on Friday that everything was ready for Sylvia.The land agents had excelled themselves. So had the cleaners. Maidensdoom sparkled in every room.