We then promised to arrive back the Saturday after Thanksgiving and have another adventure together. With Claire I felt safe and I knew she would glad...y run interference if necessary. Of all the ways to be brought out of the closet this was by far better than imagined.When I arrived back from Thanksgiving at 1:00 pm Claire was not there yet. I unpacked, showered and dressed in the black dress, black pantyhose, and a cardigan sweater. I was sitting on the couch when Claire walked in followed by. "They make my pussy feel so slutty. I nearly came driving over here, the vibrations were awesome!" That's the spirit, now put your finger inside and give me a little taste." he demanded.She bit her lip and, seeing that nobody was paying them any attention, slipped a hand under her skirt."That's right slut, scratch that itch." he whispered. "I'll take good care of it soon."Her teeth bit harder to stifle a moan of pleasure as she finger-fucked her pussy, lifting her ass slightly to slip it in. I wanted to know his little jokes and sayings, the way he walked and sat, what were his interests. We gradually 'rebuilt' Jimmy.We were sitting in the kitchen having the morning 'cuppa when Jen asked me about my past. "Just how may lives have you lived Jimmy?" If I told you millions I would be understating the amount Jen." Seriously Jimmy." Seriously Jen, the human race a mere fly speck on the face of the clock of time. My time on this plane goes back to the beginning of life, when the first. Something to keep in mind for that time after dinner and before it was time to hit the rack to get a good night’s sleep.I arrived at the coroner’s office just before noon and Jessica the intern was toe-tagging the stiffs just delivered by the ambulance to the lab for their final look over before they were stamped with the seal of approval and sent on their way to either the incinerator or to the funeral parlor for final residence in the coffin of choice.The girl was dressed in one of those.