.. maybe tomorrow... maybe a few months. Said to try and get you back on your feet and doing the things you did previously, then something familiar ma... just trigger something" Well who am I, what's my name... you guys must know that... you called me Abigail when you came in" Yes... yes your name is Abigail Foster and these are your friends" said one of the guys, who'd drawn up a chair, sitting along side me and was holding my hand."I'm Brad... Brad Stevens, I'm your boyfriend, partner, and we. However, my mind shouts, “Is he for real, if so pinch me please!” You escort me to the car and we drive off in the direction of the restaurant. Once there, you escort me into the restaurant. You then tell me that you are going to choose a table away from the main dining area, so we can talk openly and privately. You are a perfect gentleman, and help me to my seat. We then look over the menu, I choose what I want, and then you tell the waiter his request. You pause and suggest, “Shall I order. Then the next night the same thing. Then last night, I was talking on the phone to Debra. She was telling me about what happened with her and her boyfriend. He started breathing heavy, then he unzipped his trousers and took his…….well you know!”He murmured an acknowledgement.“He made her rub it and then made her suck it. She was telling me it was wonderful and then as we spoke on the phone, I took off my panties and rubbed myself.”Ian sat up straight and looked at his sister just making out. ” Margaret couldn’t even respond to him. Deep down, sheknew he was telling the truth.He walked over to her still sitting with her head down.Margaret looked up and saw his limp cock staring at herjust inches from her lips. Then she looked up at him. Hedidn’t have to saw a word. She knew what he wanted. Shebent forward and took his limp cock into her mouth andstarted sucking on it like she did before.Margaret was trying to convince herself that this wouldsoon be over. She knew.