‘Good grief baby, miss me that bad.’ All in all, it was the most flirtatious thing we’d said to each other since I’d held her against the bedr...om wall, and slightly mussed her business attire, with a scalding kiss, after making her promise to call me as soon as she was done with the mess at work. The casual and intimate tone in her voice was so alluring, I was in no mood to feign indifference. ‘Yes, I do. Seriously Abbey, whatever it is, can’t it wait? I’m going out of my mind. I need to see. . maybe he had spent the evening with another woman! No! No! Doug wouldn't do a thing like that! I know he wouldn't... or would he?Betty just couldn't bring herself to believe that her husband was actually involved with another woman... but why then had he got so upset when she had questioned him? Was it because of a guilty conscience? But worst of all, what had made him do such a disgusting, perverted thing to her? A shiver coursed through her as she recalled the agonizing pain and humiliation. She sat beside them with her hands on their head. She told me ” husband was in Gulf he cam only during 2 years. He never enquired about thier children. He always sent money orders to is mother and sister only. I am just living because of my brother”.And she started crying. I said “stop crying dont worry things will be fine”. She said, “I never had a good life, never enjoyed always a burden”I sat beside her on right and I and started wiping her tears .I too felt sad to see her crying. I still. It started right away to tickle like a very, very groovymasturbation. He was hitting the ticklish places all right with afantastic magic touch. I'd had my slit licked and diddled and fondledand fucked many a time before by fingers and feathers and pricks andtongues, but nothing ever reached me as quickly as Bozo did with thatcrazy educated tongue of his.Vivian was talking to me asking me questions, I think. But she shouldhave known better. I was already long gone-up on a cloud-out of sight..