" You're one of them!" I shouted. "You want to hurt me!" Miss Flemming, this boy saved your life."My mind was in overload. It felt like someone was tr...ing to stuff three pounds into a two pound bag. My heart was beating fast and the woman once again picked up my hand by the wrist and looked at the clock. Who is she? She knows my name. Yes, I'm Miss Flemming. Mrs. Wilson doesn't exist anymore."My god!" the woman exclaimed. "Your pulse is ... Angelo, you better leave." Yes, he's after me!" I. Laura was more careful with this exquisite second nipple, laving it tenderly with her tongue, but unable finally to resist taking it into her mouth. The hell with licking, she thought; I want to devour this beautiful breast.She sucked it gently, and Allisha cooed and quivered. "Oh god, that feels so good." Are you going to come?" Not yet. I... think. Oh god, I might if you do that harder."Laura resisted the temptation. She spent another minute worshipping Allisha's lovely breast, sucking and. I gave her a tour of my house. She made herself comfortable. This week flew by, while I worked she cooked for me and we enjoyed the pool together, I took her sight seeing in Jersey and the board walks, we had a great time. i insisted driving her home and she agreed. It was 3 hours and not a bad drive. I pull up at her home and she said "this is my parents house did you want to come in" No, its ok. I want to drive back while theres daylight" I replied"No ones home" she replies"Its ok"I reply. . sometime. She frowned. A present? Something twitched in her mind when she tried to remember. There was a vague impression of a cat, but she'd never had one. She was allergic to cats. It wasn't important, though.At six o'clock she was trying to decide what to have for dinner. Pizza delivery was winning out over leftover macaroni and cheese when the phone rang."Hello?" The cat wants to get out." It was a man's voice, one she didn't recognize. "Can you let her out?"Everything felt suddenly.