.” I whispered in her ear.“Hon,” Mizz Donna said, “I’m lucky that I had that tiny bit of sense and I had Cindy and this whole crazy bunch to...fall back on. We’ll pray for your mom.”Tina’s turn:The rapid appearance and disappearance of Nikki’s mom just ripped a bit of my heart away. I have faithfully been writing my own mom, care of a women’s prison in Arkansas. I have NEVER gotten a single acknowledgement. It’s a good thing I have family here because otherwise this would mess me up more than it. She was starting to feel nauseous, again, and needed to get inside and lie down.Abdullah helped her to the door of the Tabor mansion and led her inside. He seriously doubted if she would live until morning. There was no way that she wasn’t hemorrhaging somewhere. But he would be true to his word. The device would be delivered on the morrow. If she died in her sleep tonight and was unable to accept delivery, and that was very probable, then it would be returned to him.Frank was home and met them. “No time for shag” She undid the zip on my jeans and put her hand on my cock through my briefs “Looks like you are happy to see me.” She continued to rub my cock and I pushed my tongue into her mouth. We continue this for about 5 minutes when she withdrew her hand, zipped up my jeans. “No time to continue. Maybe we will both get lucky at the BBQ, Dave (her husband) and I am holding next weekend.” I hate BBQ's but the thought of shagging Sally meant that we would be there. Besides, you already saved me from a fate worse than starvation." How's that Jon?" Hospital food."She was laughing out loud as she pushed her little cart out the door. I heard her all the way to the nurse's desk. I just smiled to myself, enjoying her laughter. It sounded like a little girl who had been tickled by someone, and for some reason it made my day a lot brighter.My cell rang, interrupting my thoughts. It was Myrna on the other end."Jon, all was quiet at the funeral, but Sally's.