The last time I had awarded Annette to the fat cook for an evening of pleasure she complained to me bitterly about how the fat man had buggered her al... night long and didn’t even go near her needy quim a single time. I was inwardly amused because I knew the girl’s addition to anal loving was a centerpiece of her existence. But I played her game and promised to kiss and lick her battered bottom until she felt like all was in order.Then, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and gave her a jolly. The bed was the standard adjustable bed that tipped in every direction, maybe even upside down for all I knew. There was some sort of hood-like arrangement hanging over my bed, extending from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. It never touched me, but it hung about 18 inches above my body. There were all kinds of monitors scattered about the room, and they were showing so much data that I could not absorb it all.I was staring at all of this wondrous stuff and wondering whose insurance. The old house was in darkness as I parked the car.Had no one had the sense to come and stay with Robert?I'd hardly had time to see him yesterday after the funeral and Helen was fussing over him. I'd actually felt a bit shut out. I'd been dying to know who the small, chestnut-haired girl was. She'd been weeping behind a pillar, trying to keep out of sight but the tears had been more than casual pity for an acquaintance.The light came on as I walked up the path to that familiar porch. I barely. She got to the door to the house with me immediately behind her. As she inserted her key into the lock, I lifted her dress and ran my hands up the inside of her thighs to her very damp center. She moaned and paused as the unlocked the door. With my other hand, I reached up and took a handful of her silky brown hair and tilted her head to the side."When was the last time that you came?" I softly hissed into her ear."It's been a long time" she replied softly. "It's been too long."With that, the.