I called you, trying to tell you. You didn’t care in the slightest even why I was crying. I went home and had a bath. I washed so hard and for so lo...g, I was sobbing. That Friday you sent me an email. Apologizing for not being there, telling me how much you loved me, how wonderful you thought I was, how luck you were to have me. I’ve still got it. I went to yours on the Wednesday. We didn’t have sex, I couldn’t, not knowing that me and him had been together. I hated myself. We just lay on your. When the two women emerged from the bathroom with Lisbeth in a pyjama her dad told her that her sister had left saying she would never want to talk to her again. And that the whole frontyard was covered by newsvans. Her mum insisted she should get to bed and with a hot water bottle and a lot of hot chocolate milk and said she would tell dad the story so no need to stay up. ***** The next days were hell. She was hounded by journalists. ‘Yes she was very happy having a baby. She was treated. When she turned it on, of course, it made her fall back on her ass. Jasmine pretended to be stunned but not seriously hurt as Tina was all over her, helping her up and bringing her to a chair. “I’m sorry to have interrupted your exercise”, Jasmine apologized, “I’ll be ok. I should have checked the direction before I turned it on”. “Oh my God, you could have really hurt yourself”, said Tina who had put Jasmine’s arm around her shoulder to get her to the chair. Jasmine let her arm linger a few. “Ok! What did you do?” KABOOM! ‘The Lynn Face’.“Lynn?”“It was Erin too!”“She thought of it!”“Thought of what?”Lynn took my hand, the one without the pizza in it, and brought it down to my penis. I moved it around and then it hit me.“My pubes are gone!”“You were so cute sleeping there and Erin and I have been talking about this for the past few weeks. We know how much you love our pussy hair and how you like the feel if it on your legs and even your head.”They both giggled again.“So, we figured.