Blood, too much blood. Weight. She can't move. A little girl ... Hailey ... running ... kneeling ... crying...Rachel's eyes flew open, her heart beati...g wildly. Within seconds, however, she knew the nightmare had not really ended. The weight she felt was an exhausted Hailey, passed out on her own chest and shoulder as she herself reclined uncomfortably in a chair. Looking around, she could also make out, in the dim light of the surgical waiting area, the sleeping forms of Nina, Hannah, Chloe. Kate! I wasn't planning to do much today. The forecast is for a fine, warm day, so I am contemplating a lazy day on the patio, and an occasional dip in the pool to cool off. Would you like to join me? I'll do breakfast for us." That sounds like all I could manage today." Replied Kate. "I'll be round in about an hour, if that's alright with you?" No problem, see you then."Meg's breakfast consisted of Croissants, preserves and fruit. Kate ate sparingly, but enjoyed the little she had. She had. "Oh, God. That sounded terrible. I just meant—" It's okay," I laughed genuinely now. "It was a bad joke." No!" she exclaimed. "I say we do it! Wanna give me a hand?"And that's how it happened. So much easier than I ever thought to get that camera perfectly positioned in her tiny bathroom that mirrored my own—my own in which I had practiced a thousand different angles for the lens—and safely connected to our shared WiFi. It even had its own power source. I was giddy and nervous and sick all at. I rubbed both calves, and then moved up to her thighs, pumping more lotion and rubbing them from her knee to her ass, adding more lotion and rubbing deeper."Oh god, keep that up. Rub my thighs, Steven, right here," she said as she reached back and motioned for me to rub the top of her inner thighs, just below her pussy.Brooke moaned as I continued rubbing, spreading her legs to give me better access to her inner thighs. I let my hand rub up her inner thighs, feeling their softness, until the.