" I'm here for you, Connie. You can confide in me. I promise it will never go any further." Derek and I were having big time marital problems. I know ... told you that he had affairs. I thought he might be having one now but I don't know who with. We were headed for divorce and he knew it. He might have been looking for a place to buy that would still be in the area. I don't know. Mainly, what I want to tell you is that I fell out of love with Derek almost two years ago when I caught him in the. Sort of like the castrati back a couple hundred years ago, except without the surgery." From the 17th to the early 19th centuries women were barred from public performances in many places, so they created sopranos by the rather cruel method of gelding young boys whose voices showed promise. The few who made it—most didn't and spent their lives as pointless eunuchs—were publicly acclaimed. The practice was banned in the mid-1800s. I thought it was a pretty poor analogy, and I said so."Oh, I. " "Yes!" she moaned. My tongue swiped up through her folds. I brushed her clit. She jumpedas I swirled my tongue about her little bud. I played with it, batting itover and over again. Then I sucked on it. Her moans grew, resoundingthrough the parking lot. Letting the world know how good I was at eating pussy. I hoped people were watching us. Students or teachers just drifting outof the school and finding us enjoying our sapphic incest. My pussyclenched about the toy buzzing away. “We’re not called Necrotwins for nothing. I can see the upset his death causes inside you. Let us ease your pain…”All four girls commenced to crowd around Lisa. For a single instant, Lisa was frightened of being unable to control them. Then she realized that this was their self-appointed task – to ease the pain of other’s deaths, hence their name. She should know. She’d taught them how to do exactly that.‘Close your eyes and lie back,’ a loving voice, she didn’t know which girl, whispered in.