I do you want me? I asked softly. He looked up at me, tears swelled in his eyes. I know you're alone, I said to him. I hate to see you so sad. Wit... my free hand I tugged on the drawstring on my pajama pants which sent them slipping down around my ankles. He was transfixed by the sight of me in my panties. He needed no further encouragement and pressed his face into my cotton crotch. Beautiful, I heard him say in a soft muffled voice. He quickly slipped my panties down my legs and tossed. We got a little ball game going and so I spent the major part of the afternoon with my buddies. Around dinnertime I thought I had best head home to see what was happening. When I pulled into our driveway, there was my aunt’s car. My dick immediately twitched at the thought of seeing her again. The vision of her big tits was very vivid in my mind.I walked into the house through the kitchen to find no one around. I thought that a bit strange and could not hear any noises. I listened for a few. The unreliable cad! I swear were it not that I require his daily attendance of my wounds I would dismiss him forthwith.I know not how much longer I will be able to continue this horrible struggle with the demon. I fear I may lose my resolve to keep fighting should my dear sweet Victoria not arrive soon. My need to hear her sweet lovely voice grows greater with each passing day. Only my memories of her keep me from casting myself though the vale at death's door and into the eternal rest offered. He's worked through a lot of the issues, and he seems to be coming out of it okay. I think he needs to get laid," she giggled, only half joking."I'll volunteer," Betty responded brightly."Of course you would, you slut! But volunteer or not, if I want it, you'll do it," Sarah said with a chuckle.Betty didn't chuckle. "Yes, I will," she said seriously."Are you sure that everything is OK?" Sarah asked."Um," Betty started."You are not going to begin hiding things from me, are you?" Sarah demanded..