“Where are we headed,” Angie asked, as Petra slipped her car into and pulled smoothly into traffic? “It’s a surprise,” Petra said with a gleam in her eye, “you’ll find out when we get there! “We’re no going to the stables again today,” Angie rejoined, “it’s too damn cold out side for riding a horse!” “Keep you tits in your bra , girl,” Petra replied, “we aren’t going horse back riding, but if I remember right, the last time we went, you had about a hundred orgasms!” “Oh, phooey on you,” Angie retorted, “I just don’t feel like freezing my ass off, that’s all!” “And it’s a very pretty ass, if I remember correctly,” said Petra with a laugh! “Ya know, Pete, you’re incorrigible,” Angie said with a shake of her head!
While they were riding along, Petra casually asked, “Remember after you had your first baby how nice it felt to be breast feeding!?!” “Uh, yeah,” Angie replied, “I remember it very well, but what does that have to do with anything!?!” “Well,” Petra went on slowly, “didn’t you ever wonder what it would be like to nurse on a big nipple yourself?!?” “Well, I guess so,” Angie answered, “Hank sure seemed to enjoy it, and so did I, but why do you ask!?!” Before Petra could reply, she pulled into a parking lot that sided a large Victorian mansion and replied, “We’re here!” “Where,” asked Angie, “I’ve never even seen this place before, what is it anyway?!?” “Stop asking so many questions,” her exasperated friend replied, “just follow me and be quiet!” “Okay, okay,” Angie said while throwing up her hands in mock surrender, “lead the way and I shall follow!