" What's a stroke, Wendy?" asked Tom."It's ... it's when the flow of blood to the brain gets cut off." What does that do?" A number of things like one...side of a person's face dropping down, being unable to speak, total or partial paralysis." Is she going to die?" whimpered Hettie."I ... I don't know, darling," stuttered Wendy trying not to cry.Both twins stared at her aghast."No!" wailed Hettie and flung herself into Wendy's arms quickly followed by Tom. Wendy hugged them tightly the tears now. I, for the life of me, do not understand how another woman can turn on one of her own. I cannot understand where this nasty competitiveness comes from, a competitiveness, that to date, I had really only encountered in the male species and they have testosterone as their excuse. Now, I have heard that we women do have some testosterone but believe you me, these women must be taking supplements. Take the woman I work for. She has great ambition, hey and good for her. But people like her have that. She had a warmsmile. She also had long straight lavender and pink hair down herback. It was a progressive salon and the clientele was from everyaspect of life.There was a partition next to the area that Stacy worked and it gave alittle more privacy to Dexter."See, at least you are out of sight of the general public, and the thegirl working on your hair is very nice," his mother said as he wasseated in the chair to be shampooed.The girl wrapped a cape around Dexter's neck."We ready to begin?". Allyson was sucking my tits harder and harder as I told her then I told her to bite them, bite them harder. She sank her teeth into my flesh and I felt the blood begin dripping down my tits under my arms and to the sheets. Another orgasm shook my body and sprayed all over. Allyson was sucking the blood and licking it up like a vampire. I managed top glance around the room and everyone was naked and engaged in play of one kind or another. I saw one guy that had an absolutely huge cock and balls.