"Yes!" Ellie cried, smiling widely at me, expertly fingering between my legs to prolong my joy.I slumped back, unable to move, as it slowly faded away... I felt drained completely.I opened my eyes and saw Ellie licking her fingers and grinning at Pat, then felt him pull out, as hard as ever. The baby had felt my contractions and was moving, causing my belly to roll and bulge with strange shapes.There was a wicked smile on Ellie's face as she said, "My turn," and squatted over Patrick's cock.Hard. I'm no bloody hero; I just wanted a nice quiet life.In the end, the GBH charge was dropped against me in return for Jean dropping the assault and attempted rape charges against the Wanker. Back in those days the police used to do the prosecuting; if you didn't push things, they tended to let things go.I stayed well away from Jean from then on. I told my friends that she was just too much trouble and that I was back playing the field again. In the weeks that followed I didn't get that much in. I had just missed the hottest summer on record. Meanwhile, Gay had come further out of the closet. I had just turned thirty years old, and it was time to begin again.The changing fashions in music meant the crowd I used to know were no longer hip, or had moved to LA, like Ed. David and Tori were long gone, believed to be living in Thailand. That part of my life was well and truly over. Under the terms of my parole, I wasn't allowed to contact or visit Sarah, which was cruel beyond belief,. I felt the coarse curls tickle my nose as I breathed in the heady scent of her moisture, she smelled and tasted a little earthy and, as I slipped first one and then two fingers into her hot, slippery entrance she shuddered and sighed, a little hiss like the rustling of leaves.I sought out the tiny bud of her desire with my tongue and slowly circled it and then, when it emerged I wrapped my lips around it and gently sucked until it was fully engorged.She was trembling now, vibrating and I could.