"Really?" was all I could gasp out. "The three of you..." Suddenly nervous, I looked around, hoping no one else was hearing our hushed conversation, b...ut apparently no one else was awake at this time of what passed for night on the plane."No," he answered. "The three of us don't." Then what do you mean?" I asked, more confused than ever."It's a long story," Dr. Bergerud said. "I don't know if..." We're still five hours from New York," I pointed out. "Come on, spill it, whatever it is."Dr.. Finally, I went to her workroom where she makes studio costumes. There she was, working on an outfit for me. It was like one of the female slave uniforms from “Knocking Up the Slaves”, only it also had this cute jacket that matched the skirt and covered the bustier and the breasts.“Hey there, Ima! I’m done with your costume for the new photo story… whoa! Look at you, girl! You’re naked and just covered in jizm! What’s going on?”“It’s the new porn rags, Elda! I’m on the cover of two of ‘em, I’m. "I'm all right," Pam said.After Sunday dinner, which Pam hardly touched, she slipped out of the house the moment she'd finished the dishes and went to the park to meet Cissy, whom she found waiting for her on a bench in front of the duck pond. Cissy was watching some nearby boys doing handstands on their skateboards."I wonder how big their cocks are?" Cissy said, glancing from the boys to Pam."Why don't you ask them?" Pam said sarcastically. She made a face. "How can you even look twice at. "Emilia! What a long time," she said."Hello Joyce, I heard you'd moved into the area and thought I'd say hi,"Emilia replied."I'm so happy you're here, come in and sit in the living room. I'll grabus a drink and we can chat," she said, ushering her in.Emilia sat down on an armchair in her lovely, warm house as Joyce grabbedtwo glasses of wine and sat on the sofa. "How is work?" Oh great, I work in real estate, always good money, I'm perfectly happyand comfortable," said Joyce."That's so great to.