It also told her that if there was any chance, any chance at all, that there was magic out there that could help her, she couldn't walk away from that...chance. She'd never forgive herself if she did.Sara rocked on her bed, clutching a stuffed baby she'd rescued from the rubbish bin one night, and letting the war between head and heart rage within her. Reaching into her skirt pocket she pulled out Rick's business card and the ten-pound note Jenna had wrapped around it. As Sara slid the car out. You look incredible, Her.” She was sitting straight up on the edge of the bed, and this man’s huge cock was just inches from her face. Heart pounding, her small hand reached out for it hesitantly. Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, squeezing it. She slowly moved her head towards it as he stepped a little closer to where she sat on the bed. She pointed it down to her mouth, and she softly kissed his fat mushroom head. Tingles went through her body, and he was the one being touched! She. " And that's the difference between creepy and not creepy?" he asked."Yes, for me it is." Di lifted her cheek from his chest to look up in his face. "I want more than this. I don't know how much more because I've never done anything." Her face softened to plead, "Would you please kiss me?"Jason saw the raw need in her face and fought being pulled in. When he didn't move, she reached her hand behind his neck to pull herself up. His lips lowered to meet hers before they touched, making it mutual. After making coffee and downing a couple cups to get him awake he settled down, alone with the Sunday paper.It was after 1:00 PM when someone tried to open the front door, then rang the doorbell.Susan had finally made it home.He let her in, perturbed that she hadn't even been aware of the chain on the door. Somehow she had lost her keys. She looked like the poster girl for hangovers. Truth of the matter, she was still under the influence. Pete was used to seeing her without makeup, but this was.