I reluctantly slide my fingers down past my lips and into my little hole, and it’s so slippery that I slide my finger in an inch. He had to have not...ced that, he knows I am dying inside. My slit feels like it is twice its size. It feels hot and juicy and my hands are shaking and I can’t move my hand or I will moan. My finger is still an inch deep in wetness and I like it. I want to keep it there forever, to wiggle it and move it in and out. I don’t want him to know how close I am, just from the. I'll bet you could use it." I just sat there. Did I know this was coming? What should I do?"It's no big deal," she went on, "It's just that it's ashamed to waste away the time like this. You could stand a little, couldn't you?" I'd certainly never done anything with a middle-aged lady and never thought I'd hear a lady like Esther suggesting we do it just to pass the time!"What do you have in mind?" Some part of me must have thought it was a good idea!"Look, I just think it makes sense to have a. "A little. Everyone feels a little better, a little happier." Good."She leaned close and whispered in my ear, "What did you do?" Not much. Just trying to share a little of my hard won understanding."I eased back on the emotions I was sending, letting them taper off slowly so no one would feel a sudden absence. I got to my feet and gave Lilly a hug, then went back into the bay to get my clothes and take a shower.That weekend I took a pass and caught a cab into Maryland and retrieved my car. I. And it appears you’re trying to live up to them. I’m sure I’ll have good news for you tomorrow. Call me around three. I should have a couple answers by then.’ I thanked him again and drove over to Sigourney’s. ________________________________________ There was another woman with her when I arrived. Her name was Allison. She turned out to be four years older than Sigourney and me, and she was married. There was just something about Allison that I found very irresistible, and I sensed Sigourney.