People die every damn day why should she think that what she was doing would make a difference? She wasn’t any closer than she was three years ago. ...et someone else do this, let them struggle with it all. She placed the edge of the blade against her skin and gave one good quick slash. There was no pain just a slight sting and then the warmth of the blood beading and then oozing out from her cut. She stared at the crimson droplets as they collected and smoothly slid down her arm leaving a red. The less time I had it, the safer I was. ‘Fermin,’ the gruff postal officer said to me with a nod. ‘Another rum delivery to your parents?’ ‘Yes sir.’ Off duty he was James and a poker friend, rank forgotten, but on duty he was always Sir and always all business. I handed him the box. ‘Very w- wait. This is not your parent’s address and this doesn’t weigh the right amount.’ It figured, I thought grimly. James may have been in his 60s but he was far sharper than most, and his memory for things. "Alice barked a laugh. "Yeah, right. You're a wicked woman Buffy. You know good and well we can't take all this back ... ignore it." Well, you could always confine your new ... activities ... to Mike. I happen to know he loves a good blow job." Buffy frowned. "Unless you want to be thoroughly debauched and let this nice young man put his pretty penis in your pussy. I'm sure he'd be willing."The pledge perked up immediately, half sitting up. Alice put one hand on his chest. "I don't think so,. I began to soap my front, caressing my round boobs and rolling my fingers round my erect nipples.I soaped between my legs, lingering on my pussy lips.The throbbing continued, and I was hoping that my loving Victor would hurry up and come and join me. Then a cool breath of air stroked my back as the shower curtain was pulled slightly open.Without turning round I passed back the bar of soap and asked him to wash my back. Slowly and with gentle strokes, his hands soaped my back going lower and.