I would have preferred to string it out a bit. I always felt proud walking with her and enjoyed a few stares, some curious, some clearly admiring her ...ovely, svelte figure. My enjoyment was not marred either by the little jewel that Donna had placed in my bum before we left for the viewing. She had said, ‘Look after that for me, College. Keep it safe.’ Sheila Fennimore, whom I had not met prior to that evening, greeted Donna with a fierce embrace. ‘This is College,’ said Donna, her arm sliding. He drew his thumb across her lower lip and gently pulled her mouth open — a move intended to both grant permission and also convey a command. With his other hand, Damian gripped his penis and stroked it along her lips, and then against her cheek, and back across her lips. As Damian’s cock dangled and brushed, Dara extended her tongue to lap at him. Her lips parted to suck him. And his cock evaded her mouth. Her eyes looked up at his, almost pleading. “Oh Mother, you do want this, don’t you?”. She opened her legs up, told me that my money was in her deposit box, and that I had to make my own withdrawal. It was awfully sexy talk. She reached down and parted her pussy lips to show me that there really was money inside her. I got down on my knees between her legs and reached for it. I had to poke my fingers in a little way to get a good grip on it. I pulled out two damp twenty-dollar bills. I told her that it was way too much money. I was only expecting twenty dollars and that was. I had thought it was indeed a sacrifice to let him go, but what wouldn’t I sacrifice for Caden, my Caden? He needed to be near those who could help him. He said that it was not pragmatic to put off what wouldn’t work- he believed we would never work in the end because of the problems that challenged us. Again that word. I hiccupped tears, buried my face into his shoulder. I had tried so hard to keep it light, to help him feel that I would manage while he was gone. Now it was more than a short.