Well that was just weird, I thought as I pushed my tray table away andlay back down. In her own way, the Indian woman sounded just like thehillbilly H...nsons, and they were the definition of weird.Who did they think they were fooling anyway? Everybody knew they werejust being nice to me, so they could infect me with their religion andsave me from being me. Liv knew it, and she is a doctor, a whole lotsmarter than them. I'll bet if Monica and her precious Hannah were in myplace, they'd know it. I was getting pretty turned on so i then slipped off my panty's and put them in my purse.Since i already had a short skirt on i was able to get to my wet pussy easily.I began rubbing my clit and pussy lips and it sent a shiver up my spine .I moved the chair so the back of it was facing the door so i could spread my legs wide and i had my feet on the desk.My pussy was so wet by now i was able to slide two then three fingers in easily, as i did so you could hear my wetness as my fingers were. ” “So you want me to pick him up then?” he asked. “Please,” she replied. “Ok.” “He’ll be staying the night as well,” she told him. “Where will he be sleeping?” he asked, “or is that a stupid question?” “In the spare room,” she told him. “Alone!” “Oh,” Alistair responded,” and is he okay with that?” “I told him no sex tonight,” she replied. “He has me all tomorrow night.” Alistair couldn’t help but smile to himself, even Jeff was now under her domination. It was just after 5:00pm when. ”“Good bye.”I think the thing that struck me most about the conversation – with a Christian pastor – was the complete lack of reference to God. That shows how I’d changed... The next day I breakfasted on cereal and toast – slightly over done toast, but I was proud of the effort – and instant coffee. I went to work. Mid morning, my mobile phone rang.“Don Upthorpe.”“Oh, Mister Upthorpe. I’m Sister Hopkins at Broomfield Hospital. We couldn’t find anything physically wrong with your wife, and she.
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