Once I got my share of oxygen I again started kissing her cheek. I made my way to her earlobe while my hand started making its way towards her love ho...e. I slid my hands inside her pants and gave her pussy a small squeeze above her panty.While I was licking her neck and making my way into her panty I suddenly felt a grip on my penis. I saw her face and she gave a naughty smile. I started kissing on her lips and touched her bare pussy. It was moist and had a little bit of hair. She moaned and. Five months into being isolated in the house she called me “John.” That was my father’s name.We were sitting in the living room. She was staring out the window, watching it rain.“John, come sit with me.” She said.To hear her initiate conversation was rare, and I didn’t want to interrupt the moment by correcting her.I moved to the couch and sat next to her. She was wearing a soft, fuzzy robe, as she did every day. She was dressing herself now, and that was a win, even though I knew that the. ’ Pulling out the pistol, she carefully opened the cylinder and loaded bullets into each chamber. Giving it a spin, she flicked the cylinder closed and turned toward the bathroom. She could hear the shower running and his soft humming. Her heart ached, knowing he didn’t love her anymore and knowing she could lose any chance at happiness with him if she did what she’d planned to do with the gun. Moving toward the bathroom, she fought the tremors in her hand as she reached for the knob and pushed. “You live here by yourself?”“Yep, just me.”“Don’t it get lonely?”“Sometimes, I guess. But I’ve learned to like the solitude. Been thinking about getting a dog, though. Be nice having a dog around. To talk to, take fishing, ride in the truck.”“We got a dog, a big ole terrier mix. Good dog, but he’s feisty. Gotta keep him away from the chickens.”There was another silence as they stood looking each other in the eyes, fairly close. Travis felt like she was looking right through him. He wanted to.