Moisture is forming there, slowly leaking out between my pussy lips. I'm going to have to take care of this before I'll get anything else done. I roll...over and open my bedside drawer, pulling out my favorite dildo. It's bright pink, soft to the touch, but firm enough for my needs. My boyfriend bought it for me. He felt I needed something pink in my life. He has often complained that I wear too many dark colors. He even gave it a nick name for me, Pinky. I laugh every time I think about the fact. "Please," he said loudly, "I did not say this is my surmise, I said I know this to be fact. And I can prove it to you, and will do so today. Will you listen?"There was quiet again. It wasn't quite as he and Meiersdottir had rehearsed it, but it would do."My apology is that I did not share this with you many weeks ago. Dr. Meiersdottir—I beg your leave to call her as I do when we are alone, for I think of her as a friend—Amanda has made me understand that this was error, that by my failure I. Nandu loved to kiss. One particular day Nandu was kissing and while he was doing that he’d put his hands up my shorts and lightly touched my wet burning pussy.He was always amazed at how wet my pussy was. I told him I wanted to play with my pussy while he watched. He thought that was so hot. So I removed my shorts and panties and laid down on bed. My legs were up on the sofa chair so my pussy was totally exposed. He was facing me. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper and slid his. I will not leave you because the back yard is a little scruffy and I will not leave you because some useless, piece of shit, bastard, cocksucker violated you. So stop with the crap, already!”Erin stood there just staring at me. She was in absolute shock, perhaps more that Lynn who stood a few feet away and looked very much the same.“I did not marry you and bed you and put a baby in your belly in order to walk away when we hit the first speed bump!”“Babies.” Lynn corrected me.“WHATEVER!”I took a.