It was Michael, my boss, not Stephen. I turned beet red, said "I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else," and then I began to cry.He closed my offic... door and said, "What's the matter?" I just shook my head and continued to cry. He stared at me for a while, then said, "Wash your face and we'll go have lunch." I nodded, still crying, as he left my office, closing the door again.Once I was ready, face re-powdered but eyes still red, we went to L'Auberge, the fancy place we took all the good. While the nipple still was in hismouth, I told him that his pink nails were so nice and that he did thenail painting very well. He smiled a little bit. He finished hissucking and released the nipple. With my finger I smoothed the smalldrop of milk he had on his cheek. While he still had my breast resting onhis cheek, I chose to ask:- Aren't your new pink undies, sweet Jack? Mom thinks they suit you verywell. You need some more colours in your wardrobe, you know.He was visibly a bit shy, but. More

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