The tears fell once more beforeshe found sleep.Brenda called Susan the next day and arranged to see her for dinner.Susan walked into the restaurant an... the two women exchanged air kisses."How have you been Brenda, is life treating you okay?" Susan asked."Everything's fine but I need to buy some more stuff from you, I hopeyou don't mind?" I kind of thought that was why you asked me to dinner, so I brought thesame amount as last time, I hope you aren't using too much of it." I'm fine, I share. "I get the idea. No, I'm not giving swimming lessons at the public beach, much less in the nude. Why do you ask? Do you need swimming lessons?" From a handsome man like you, any time." She winked flirtatiously."Well, if you want swimming lessons, you'll have to come to Barracuda Beach. See you there, say tonight, at eight? Bring your birthday suit!"It was cute watching her blush and backpedal. Poor Harold struggled to avoid snickering as he took my purchase requisition.Finally she spluttered to. I lick your pussy, moaning as you move your hips to position your pussy and asshole alternately over my tongue. Once I was hard you rolled off me onto your back. You spread your legs and looked at me. I start to pull the toy out and you tell me to stop. I look at you questioningly, but began to mount you, my cock finding your eager hole, my ass still filled with a vibrating rubber cock. I rubbed my cock head on you, feeling you reach down and stroke me, guiding me. I felt you rub my cock over. Please.” The discussion went on about the rape, the beating and all that, some eleven years ago.The doctor came in, talked to Cheryl and tried to ask if she wanted me out of the room. She got a touch agitated, but much to the doctor’s dismay, I went to the exam table, pulled her into a hug and asked her to relax. “No, Ma’am. She needs to be with me. Not because she said so. Because I said so. If I wanted her gone, I’d ask you to talk in private. Don’t. Please. There are doctors that will talk.