”Isabell smiled at the tall man, happy that her husband had had such a good friend during a difficult time, and sad that he could not be here with t...e two of them right now.He followed her back to the living room, standing to drink his tea, while she sat. Ed paced slowly about the small room and took in the decor and memories, many small reminders for Mrs. Thomas of her lost husband. “This house is just how I pictured it. You are just as I pictured!” She nodded but was unsure of what to say to. "I can see and hear what she sees and hears, but it's not quite the same as actually being there," she said. "When you are near, I can speak to her, and hear her answer, but we don't hear each other's thoughts. I made a rude comment about the mess we had made. She seems to delight in shocking me. Instead of agreeing with me and going to get a rag to clean up, she dove in with her tongue to taste that mess. At the time, I don't think I could have imagined anything more disgusting."She paused for. The embarrassment of knowing her womanhood would be right there, open and waiting for Jack to do whatever he wanted with her, caused Libby’s face to redden, but she followed orders and was shortly lying lewdly exposed to the leering boy. The fact that she was clean-shaven was not helping her distress at being so vulnerable either.She looked up to see Jack’s eyes widen as his head lowered a few inches to get a bird’s-eye view of her wide-open vagina.?Jeez! I’ve never seen one of these before. Just as I reached the tree, Lindie started up her side of the tree. She winked at me with that great smile booming at me. “Catch me if you can,” she yelled and dashed up.Gentleman that I am not, I got there first, pulled up and inside. I smiled down at her, reached my lips to hers for a brief morning welcome and then it was her turn to climb into our sanctuary.“Wow, this is so cool,” Michelle was saying as she scooted around the room, surveying the years and years of hand prints going back over.