In the bed was what looked like a body underneath a sheet. As I was waiting for it to move, another hand grabbed me from behind though the wall! I s...rieked again, and laughed. Then the patient in bed sat up and yelled, which also made me jump back against the wall. Except this time, the hands the grabbed did not let go.One hand held my right wrist pulled back up against the wall, another held my left elbow, pulled back against the wall. And they were squeezing hard! I felt another hand. "And so, a useful evening concluded my very eventful day. Later that nightI recapped the day as I stepped into bed. I made some friends, learnedhow to sew and cook and what else? Suddenly I got scared, the carincident. 'What if someone reported me? No! No one noticed me doing thatright? What if ... no, don't even think that. I must have gotten awaycleanly.' I bit my lower lip fretting over what could have happened forat least 10 minutes before I fell asleep.Mom woke me early again. She reminded. "Confirmation that all was okay came to Martha immediately. The newcomer kissed her and it wasn't a peck on the cheek. It was a full blown open mouth kiss. Then she proceeded to kick off her black heels, turn around and sit on the edge of the bed. Looking over her shoulder she said "Martha would you be a dear and mind unzipping me?" Gladly," laughed the blonde woman. She sat up, the sheet falling away from her generous breasts. She drew the zipper down and helped the new arrival shrug her. But she walked slowly around on her nylon covered feet and stood behind my chair, her hands gently laying upon my shoulders. Her voice was now almost in my ear, the softness of her huge bosoms against the back of my head and shoulders. "He chose my husband - a weak and guilt-ridden man to marry. A fool really - a parish preacher as you well know. But father did it so he could have me even then and my husband, the fool that he was, would not say a word. And I never denied him - oh no - men in.