Every now and again, it had itched. Over time, I'd stopped thinking about it - even when I'd absentmindedly scratched at it.So, when did it vanish? I ...wish I could tell you that I noticed right away when it did; I was a little slow on the uptake. Roundabouts my twentieth birthday, though, strange things started happening, and so that's where this story begins.+++++We were in the middle of a heat wave and the night had been close and muggy.Josh, my roommate, had come back to the room late the. I bet his company would want to know that.”Barbara’s jaw dropped. “That could get him fired!”“I didn’t say we would tell them. Knowledge is power. The more we know, the better. Anyway, he’s living very low key and quiet, except for one final thing. He has been seeing a prostitute.”It suddenly became very quiet in the small office. Barbara stared at a silent Angela as her mouth became as dry as cotton and her breathing became labored. After a couple of false starts, she was able to rasp out, “A. "It is really the combination of both, I think. Being a woman is makingyou more appreciative of everything I do to you." They say that the human link between sex and breasts has to do withbonding." Then I'm hooked, my love, and I'm never letting you go," she said witha lusty chuckle before settling in to kiss and suck at my breast. "Good," I said.I closed my eyes, and held her.I awoke Monday morning with Natalie spooning behind me again, but unlikeSunday, she was awake and holding me. “Hmmm ... know any places for that in this town?” I asked. The only Mexican place I could think of around here was Taco Bell, which didn’t fit the evening’s mood.Donna wasn’t the only one who dressed to impress tonight. Sure, I was in jeans and a t-shirt, but I also had on a gray vest and blue suitcoat. Dad’s silver pocket watch weighed down the vest pocket and Mom had shown me how to hang the chain through the button hole.“Not really. I guess we usually make that at home.”“There is a place we.