“You shaved you pubes, why? Is it to keep cooler in the summer?” He asked. " Yes dear.” I replied, feeling a bit let down. I turned over and ...ent to sleep, still with an image of a man touching, sucking and fucking me. I woke up to a bright summer’s day, putting on just shorts and a T-shirt, I grabbed a coffee and sat outside on the patio with my list of thing to get sorted first of which was to telephone Adrian, the local handyman to fit a new light unit in the kitchen, David was. “Sven carried my body to safety and he hasn't returned. I think something's attacked him. Kora's trying distract the ogre and... and... I'm broken. I shouldn't even be in in the proxy any longer. There's something different about it.”“My spirits are holding it together,” I answered her. “This shouldn't be happening. I shouldn't be in here. I'm not an imbuer.”“I know,” Ava said. “I don't get it either. Does that matter right now. Can you do anything?”“I...” Spirits rose and danced through the. I hoped she would. But, I knew it was going to be hard on her. We would lose the house. She didn't make enough to keep it. But, she'd be able to get by. I was sure of that. And when she visited I would advise her. I knew she'd listen to me. She needed me still, even with me behind bars. And there was still the mail, I knew she'd write me.My first exposure to prison life assured me that I had done right to take the fall for her; she could not have survived it. For that first year, she did indeed. She laughed and responded that she was more than alright…My naughty babe then started telling me:"Friday night without you here was a bit hard and boring. I just laid around the house and texted Ramon; he was getting better at the hospital. I told him about how much I wished he could come home and fuck me and he told me the same. We started to text each other back and forth. It got me really excited so I started touching myself and finally shoved my favorite black dildo up my soaking wet cunt.