She flushed at his last question. It was a reasonable question on one level and she was the one who had brought it up, but it was also very soon to be thinking of children. The worst thing was she had no clue what her answer might be, now or in the future. She thought carefully so as not to mislead in any way.
She grinned at the re-emergence of Mr Control Freak and hit the send button then waited for a response. Looking at the photo she had chosen she smiled at the slightly sideways pose where she was leaning on the back of a wicker chair, emphasising her exposed bottom courtesy of the thong, but not at the expense of her full breasts straining against the basque. Her legs looked long and shapely in the lace topped stockings and bridal stilettos.
