He grabbed one of my boobs very softly and started to squeeze my nipple hard. He pushed the strap over my shoulder and took out one of my tits.I looke... at my husband; but he just sat there with his eyes closed sipping his drink. Mark bent down and took a nipple in his mouth and started biting it. I felt I was coming again. He felt it too; so he spread my thighs again and quickly shoved three fingers deep into my cunt. I came and started to scream but held back. Mark looked at me and said:. As it passed, I looked and saw a male figure that looked a lot like Michael. I parked the car and went inside."Hi guys," I announced, "I'm back with goodies!" It was now past midnight and all was quiet inside--no music, no TV. I came to an empty TV room and called out again for Wendy."In here," came her tired sounding voice, "I'm in the bedroom."I approached the bedroom and found Wendy lying on the bed--which was still made but uncharacteristically messy. "What are you doing in here?" I asked.. We hurried as fast as we could so that the kids could get home to practice with their new bicycles. I could already ride a bicycle, but Jo could not because of her injuries in the accident. She wanted to try to learn with the kids, so we bought her a bicycle, too. Wow, they ran me ragged as I worked to train all three.Well, wonder of wonders, all three learned to ride by the time school started, so all four of us rode our bikes to the school on the first day to get the kids registered. This was. She was going to have a proper life, a job, dignity. The other kids seemed excited about something, not paying much attention to the work in front of them, and it wasn’t just because it was the first day back at school. She ignored them, they were an annoying distraction.At lunch, she sat at her usual spot at her usual table in the corner. There were others at the table. ‘The losers table’ the other kids called it, and like Wendy, they kept to themselves. A couple had nose’s in books, a few.