You tell her this, you just be honest, maybe give her a little time if she needs it, and it'll work out." So you say." Look, I've been where you are. ...ou know you can't keep this a secret, not if you're looking at a future with her." It's the future I'm worried about," Troy said. "We might not have one after I tell her."It isn't as bad as you make it out to be, and you know it. I swear to God, man, I think you like the drama." Are you a fucking psychiatrist now?"Reed sighed. "Troy, give it up.. I quickly scurried off somewhat ashamed of myself, and yet strangely excited that I had actually jacked off watching Lydia play with herself.I had one arm folded over my eyes and was almost asleep so I didn't hear my door open nor did I know that anyone had entered my room. The first inkling that someone beside myself was in the room was when I felt my sheet rustle like there was a small breeze coming though the open window. Then I felt a hand, her hand, I was positive. It was beneath my sheet,. "Good morning, Dr. Taylor." It's too early to decide if it's good or bad. Have a nice day." With that she retired again. She was a tall dark-haired woman; medium built and wore a tracksuit to sleep in. Guards were a fact of life of late; she lived with it.Back in bed, she blessedly went right back to sleep and was grateful.It happened slowly.She dreamed. She thought she was in a vast building, something like a football stadium or basketball arena. She let impressions trickle in, savoring them. She enjoyed it all. The enjoyed with his hot breath washing over her privates, his tongue and lips on her clit, dipping into her slit, and even her son's tongue delving momentarily into her ass crack. It was so deliciously nasty and depraved and she loved every minute of it."Oh shit, baby. You make your mother feel so fucking hot. Lick it. Taste it. Lick and taste your mother's hot wet cunt."Mark was tasting it from the moment his tongue had touched her crotch. He put his index fingers on her.