. ." Martha said quietly, but then schooled herself. "Please get dressed Wendy." She said gently as the nurse started handing Wendy her clothes.Martha...sat down beside me then she spoke just loud enough for me to hear, "You know what that 'medicine' was don't you?" She asked me.I nodded and kept my answer just as quiet, "Yes, what do you think he was playing at?" Well he got a kick out of it I supposed, we've tried asking Wendy about other aspects of her home life, but she's not saying. She looked at the list and then back up at me.“I should know you shouldn’t I?”“Not necessarily. I was just one of many.”She gave me a long look and then got up and left.I picked up the phone and called a familiar number.“Tenth precinct; Sgt. Franklin speaking.”“Afternoon Tony. Is Phil in?”“He is. Probably in his office sleeping on the taxpayers dollar. I’ll put you through.”Two rings and then “Detective Bureau; Lt. Farmer.”“Afternoon Phil; got a minute?”“Don’t know Heck. What kind of trouble do. I so want you to understand the importance of environmental friskiness. Let’s start with clothes, we call ourselves advanced and yet put layers between us and nature.”Reaching out, she undid the top button on my dress. When I stepped back shocked, my dress gaping, Fleur’s face clouded with disappointment.“Natasha, clothes hinder your understanding of ecosexuality. Is it because you are menstruating?”“Um no,” I stuttered, “Next weekend actually.”“Oh,” Fleur replied, delightedly clapping her. Without my bidding she withdrew her fingers, poured out a handful of oil and started to lube my shaft. Smiling and looking up into my face she took the head between her lips and tickled the opening with her tongue. Then she stretched Blondie's ass cheeks as I positioned my knob end to violate her ass for the supposed first time."Don't scream when he shoves his cock into your asshole Jenny, said Darkie.Now I knew what my little blond fuck toy was called.Blondie nodded.As Darkie spread her mates.