I had shaky hands, but Ashes needed a few stitches, so that brought me around enough to take care of her. She was bleeding a lot, and looking a bit sh...cky, but I got the tear cleaned up, powdered with an antiseptic, and then stitched closed. The girls led her to bed, where she was propped up on pillows, and Julie brought the baby over. He looked like a baby now, not some blue alien. He howled a little, but settled right down and went quiet when he landed on momma's belly. I laid down next to. Now that the mood was seriously ruined, I decided to sit down on the bed, rather than making my entry into Lori the dramatic affair I had hoped for."Seriously. This is it, Lori. It's not gross or anything, kinda like a finger, only a little more sensitive. Why don't ya' touch it? Go on. Do it." No way. That thing looks weird..." "Lemme get this straight: you were more than willing to put your TONGUE in my CUNT, but you're having a hard time with THIS?" Well, your... um, uh, cunt isn't all hairy. "Hey, there's beef and broccoli. I love that. There's some Sweet and Sour Pork, too." Those are your favorites," John said."There's some Egg Foo Yung," David shouted. "I haven't had that in ages." That sounds good," John said."I tell you, she poisoned it," Rose said."Let's get in there before it gets cold," John said gesturing in the direction of the dining room."No," Rose said.John asked, "Aren't you going to eat?" I'm making a sandwich," Rose said."Me too," Lisa said.It was after seven in the. .. to finish. I need to. Don’t … stop!”Brynn hadn’t thought about the "finish" part of things and he wondered if he could go through with it and didn't that constitute yet another expansion of things? Or did men just naturally contemplate climax as part of whatever they did sexually? The man’s hand moved faster. “I have to … cum. I … have to!” He gasped. “Don’t stop!” His demand was gratuitous because Gilbert was the one controlling Brynn’s hand. Judging by the wrenching of.