He always knew what to say to make her feel better – almost like he could read her mind. It was because he loved her so much, she knew.“Let’s go...watch the Tri-d again,” Tanya murmured. “I think I’ll be alright, now.”They started the feature over again and were watching an earlier part where Katie was tied up and being tortured by her captor before she escaped. This time, Tanya allowed herself to feel what the Tri-d intended for her to feel, despite the fact that it was her own daughter being so. "Now, I know that you know how to do the next bit!" Beccy took my hand and placed it at the top of her thigh. I took my cue and started rubbing it up and down gently, the skin on her labia, spreading the wetness along her slit and all over my fingers. Still nervous, I extended one finger into her nice warm inviting slit. I started working it in and out and she turned on the vibrator, placing it against her clit. She was moaning and groaning like an old blues singer. Leaning over, I took one of. We wer on our 3rd game and Jessica was pretty wasted by then and couldnt hang with us so she decided to go up stairs and take a shower and laydown.So mean wyle my boys and i continued drinkng and chatting. About an hour passed being around 1am. The four of us decided to go upstairs planing to catch her throwing up. So we quietly walked upstairs nd checked the hallway bathroom, no sign of Jessica. So we quietly opend our bedroom door and BAM!! There was Jessica laying on the bed passed out drunk. He wasn't anywhere near back to normal, yet, but it was Tuesday at the Record-Herald, and Tuesday was a day you didn't miss unless you were the subject of a funeral, so he worked all day, at no more than half power, then took Wednesday off to recover.He slept late, then got up, got a cup of coffee he really didn't want, then plopped down in his chair in the living room. He felt like reading, but didn't really think of anything that interested him. Daytime TV was trash, of course. He took the.