The second day she was gone was a Friday and I had spent all day at work surfing porn and got home horny as ever. My stepson came home from school an... wanted to spend the night with a friend so I told him to go ahead because I would have the house to myself. After he was gone I ate a little snack and then took my laptop to my bedroom and was watching some porn. I was so horny so I got the sex toy bag out of my wife's nightstand and started to play with her vibrators. She had a new toy we. All in all, Anna had done the best she could, with what she had, given the unclear diagnosis she would have been forced to make based on her limited knowledge.I went back to checking my hand and lower arm. Eventually, I determined that, while I could feel things with my fingers and my palm, it was a slightly numb feeling. Kind of like trying to pick something up just after your hand has fallen asleep. I’d also discovered that my grip in that hand was weak. Really weak. The lower arm, from the. I also made it a point when she was in the pool for me to sit on the edge and open my leg so my cock would be eye level with her. She obviously liked it a lot. Anytime I would sit on the edge she would float her raft to my end and make conversation. I would help the view out by spreading my legs wide. Knowing she was looking made me incredible hard. I am totally positive she was enjoying the view. I am not so sure, but I think it's possible, that she was trying to give me a show to by spreading. “…Yeah, I did.”“So did I.”“I know.”They went silent before Dan noticed what she was hunched over.“What’s that?” he asked. He walked around her and knelt down, eyes wide. The girl’s ginger colored case was open before her. “Jane… what the hell? What are you doing?”Jane turned to him, her face pale in the moonlight, and handed him a picture. It was one of many, the only contents of the case. Dan stared in shock. It was a photo of him, maybe four or five years ago.“What… What is this?”“I don’t.