Mom was in her bathrobe, getting coffee started in the big percolator. She smiled and came to hug me, laying her head on my chest. She almost whispere..., "Michael, I know I'm not crazy, but I keep dreaming of your father and some of the others who must have lived here. I know Ben, but not Eliza and Bud. Last night I saw an old woman in farmer's bib-overalls, I suppose that it must have been Eliza, with Ben dressed about the same, and your father. They didn't talk, but I felt as if your father. All of a sudden a tight squeeze made me wince. I couldn't cryout. The pain was terrible. My head was thrashing around. Delis moved into my view and attached a wooden padded panel to each sideof the bed and slid them against my head. This effectively prevented mefrom moving it from side to side.The rubbing of my penis continued and all of a sudden I came. I musthave spurted because I heard giggles and chatter as they continued torub me. I heard Delis say to me, "Mee Shen, I didn't tell them that. Ooohh. . . This feels soo good. . ."He easily turned her over and got on top.Corey brought the dress down to her stomach and immediately started on her pert nipples. He had never seen breasts like hers. They were so round and firm, but also smooth and supple like her ass. She moaned on and on as he made his descent downward along with her dress, exposing her soaking wet muff. He burst out in a deep, throaty laugh at the site of her shave."What?!?" she replied alarmed.He ran his finger through. He wondered if she would come in today. A young woman he had come to think of as "that pretty auburn-haired girl" came in almost every morning and ate a Big Breakfast while sitting across from him. And she always looked sad. Paul himself was always saddened by her apparent depression. He suspected he knew the reason for it. The woman was, to Paul, wildly attractive. She was his own height, about five-foot-six; she had wonderful dark-auburn hair which she kept very short; big, beautiful hazel.