He started at her in lust and whispered ”beautiful!” He ran his finger over the hot, wet, swollen flesh. Laura gasped as his finger entered her. H... moved his finger back and forth adding a second finger. “Damn, you are so tight and so wet. I have to taste you!” His tongue quickly replaced his fingers as he licked at her sweet entrance. He moved back to her lips, sharing her love lube with her. As he kissed her lips some more he moved to her neck and shoulders, biting that sensitive spot. ‘Stay bent over and leave the ginger where it is. Let go of the string.’ I was still frozen. ‘How can you see me?’ ‘Stand up and turn on the TV.’ I got up and did like the voice said, I don’t know why I didn’t just hang up the phone. Maybe it was the commanding tone in his voice, maybe it was because my brain was paralysed by what was happening. I put on the TV and picked up the remote. ‘Turn to channel 901.’ ‘There isn’t a channel 901.’ ‘Do it.’ I punched in the numbers and up came a. She would give me anything, but she always gave the man in her life anything she had. Her mind grasped on my attraction to the beautiful children, and before she could get it out, I said, "Ingrid, I will try to get you healed. We can talk after that happens. Is that ok?"I could read the answer, but no words came out. Her head turned more and she kissed my palm before returning to its old position. She reminded me a lot of a dog, and this I had to hide. My feelings for her were changing. Any. Cute and bubby, too. She and Brandon weren’t just boyfriend and girlfriend, they were best friends. I couldn’t have picked out a nicer girl for him myself. “… anyway, Kellie’s dad said it would be all right if you came, too,” Brandon continued. “It’s just going to be him, her grandparents, and her aunts, uncles and cousins. I told Kellie you make the best pumpkin pies. Could you bring some?” It sounded as if my plans were already made. Besides, how could I turn down a chance to be with my son.