His expression asked the unspoken question.“Yes I do sometimes,” she said, “Would you like to see?”“Er no thanks,” John declined.“Or see... my boobies?” she queried, “Lots of boys like to play with my boobies?”“Er I just want to see Sarah.” John explained.“You need a fuck?” Melissa enquired, “Are you missing her?”“No I can’t use the damn washing machine and the kids are doing my head in.” he admitted.“Oh well I can’t help with domestic chores,” Melissa admitted, “But I’m horny and I’m on reception. ”Three strangers strike up a conversation in the airport passenger lounge in Bozeman, Montana, awaiting their flights.One is an American Indian passing through from Lame Deer. Another is a Cowboy on his way to Billings for a livestock show and the third passenger is a fundamentalist Arab student, newly arrived at Montana State University from the Middle East.Their discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon, the two Westerners learn that the Arab is a devout, radical Muslim and the. The milk finally quenched my thirst as I spent the next half hour draining her dry. When Mommy tensed up, a sweet scent filled the air that reminded me of when I squirted. She’d squirted too! I heard myself use the word “cum” for it. Is that what that word meant?As I watched, I pulled Mommy’s hands to my tummy and set them there. She seemed mesmerized as she rubbed it, and it seemed she’d finally noticed. I heard myself tell her all about how it’d happened, how I was now pregnant with hundreds. ”McKinley chuckled, “You’re very blunt.”“I’m honest,” she corrected. “And practical. You have my address. Pick me up at 7:00 p.m. and message me ahead of time so I know what attire is appropriate for whatever restaurant you have in mind.”“Fair enough,” he said thoughtfully. Then he pulled her into him and kissed her passionately.Sparks flew, and both of them felt the heat of desire.“Elegant attire. And be ready at 6:30 p.m.,” he said as he broke off the kiss but let his lips linger close to her.