“Yelena,” he said and she nodded briefly. “Da.” She founded it both harder and easier now he had a name. Harder to hate, easier to nurse. Her...patient was a person and, as the days passed and he grew stronger, they would sit together, puzzling out their languages until they could communicate after a fashion. They grew easy in each other’s company. She helped learn to walk again without the balance of his toes and gave him a pair of Fyodr’s old boots, stuffed with straw to help them fit. One day. I asked for the reason.She said, “Your brother had fucked me in this bathroom like this many times. And now I am getting fucked by his younger brother. It makes me a bitch.” I bent down and went closer to her ears. I said, “Yes, that’s true. You are a bitch now. Don’t you like being my bitch?”I stopped fucking her. My bhabhi moved her body to and fro and fucked me. I liked it. I spanked her ass again and again while she fucked my dick. “Say it. You are my bitch, right?” I spanked her ass and. Kevin relaxed at her touch."How long did you grieve after Bobby left you?" asked Kevin."I don't know," said Stacia. "In some ways I'm still grieving today. It definitely was a long time." I didn't get that chance," said Kevin. He turned and faced Stacia. "I had a son that was never going to see his Mommy again. I had to start raising him on my own. You know where I did my grieving?"Stacia shook her head."In the office," said Kevin. "For the last couple years I've busted my butt at work to make. As Ami worked on Kelly's arms and shoulders, Cara moved down to rub the sensuous cream into Kelly's stomach, gently massaging around her belly-button, then lower, her strong fingers working the cream firmly into the taut muscles and feeling them loosen under her touch. She worked in tiny circles, gradually working lower until her fingers were brushing Kelly's pubes, watching as the movement of her massaging pulled on the swollen nether lips.The friction of her labia against her sensitive clit.