This went on for days. So one night, me and her are outside smoking and drinking, just starting to feel a buzz. We are having a good conversation with...a little sexual innuendo here and there. She was biting her lips, staring at my cock getting harder in my pants while her feet kept rubbing it when all of a sudden we heard her husband shout cuz his team scored. I shook my head thinking why would you care about football when your wife's wet pussy is quivering for her best friends cock to calm it.. For the first time in her young life though, as Sara sat upon her bed, she had thoughts that she had never had before. She had always had boyfriends and did intimate things with them. However, seeing Angie walk by naked, she began to have intimate thoughts of what it would be like to be with a woman. She began to wonder if there was something wrong with her now. Sara had always had cocks. She had no idea what it felt like to be with a girl, but she was all of a sudden wondering what that girl. She was badly hurt in the accident. His guilty conscience got the better of him. He decided to feign a limp. The dark sky beyond the windows was turning into a lighter shade of grey, the sound of birdsong signalling the beginning of a new day, a fleeting glance at the clock on the white painted wall letting him know it was approaching six o’clock, a squeaking door and the sound of heavy footfalls marching into the waiting room breaking the silence. “What the....” snapped the nurse, sweeping. " I did.The sports section in the Thursday evening paper had a short article about Mrs. Paterno's illness. The article didn't provide any new information to me. It was beside a column by one of the sports writers. He correctly noted that Coach Paterno had been absent from the team all week.Coach Paterno's current contract with Penn State ran out with the end of the bowl game against Kentucky. Everyone expected it would be renewed quickly. It hadn't happened yet. The reporter wondered if a sixth.