So what are your plans for today?" She says looking back at me suddenly, totally acting normal, not even darting to my cock at all. I stumble, literal...y. Falling on my ass and catching myself in the worst position I can think. Legs spread, arms behind me and blushing like a mother fucker. "Oh shit! John are you okay? The fuck did you fall?" She said slightly chuckling getting up and setting her coffee on the table next to her after and walking over to me, offering a hand. I sit there stunned,. My brain kept saying no, no, no, but my body was naturally reacting to stimulus. Caught my breath…realized it sounded almost like a moan as Ben responded to me, “Mom…don’t be sorry…it is not your fault…whatever…we’ll get through it”.He looked up at me, from between my breasts, and felt the need to give him a kiss for his understanding…went for his forehead, but somehow kissed him smack on the lips.It was just a second.I looked to the side…saw our reflection in the dresser mirror…our nude bodies. “You’re saying that only four are still alive?”He nodded and then looked around the table. “We’ve talked about this before. Two separate groups of people left Party #1. A first group of twenty-one left shortly after 3 PM, and then another group of ten left after we had dinner. I remember coming out the kitchen with Jada and watching them leave.” Mark was silent for a moment and then added, “If we only knew to warn them...”Fatimalooked up from her handout. “I think I see what you’re suggesting.. There was talk of moving me to a men’s room, but I had no problems being where I was and there were no beds free in any of the men’s wards at present. In the morning, the woman opposite me had gone home and about three in the afternoon a new lady arrived. She walked in with her husband, she was about forty-five, a big lady (not fat) just big of frame and about 5”11” tall. Her dress and hairstyle was very old-fashioned. I know I’m being critical, but my initial reaction was she needed to have a.