After giving her the third orgasm, Winston climaxed in the towel. I stopped licking, and kissed her, letting her taste her own juices on my lips before helping her dress.

"I imagine that even at someplace as nice as Pappageorge, you don't make a lot of money as a waitress, do you?" I asked.

"Not a ton, no, they're only open from five to nine and I usually get less than twenty-five hours a week."

"Is lack of money part of the reason you haven't started a family?" I asked fastening her bra.

"It's part of it," Roxanne admitted. She glanced at Winston, but didn't say anything more. Mmm. "How...