"Rick calmed himself then asked, "Why didn't you tell me Mitch and you weregoing out? I don't want you to get hurt when he turns pro. You know peoplew...ll talk about what I did to you."Sylvia just smiled and hugged him, whispering in his ear, "We fell in loveover Thanksgiving. We stayed close and he did like you asked in keeping aneye on me. He proposed to me a week ago. His family believe you are doingthe right thing with me and I can't raise little Sylvia alone. He is readyto support me, as is. She had her eyes firmly closed, and still looked to be half asleep.The lady next to my bed was still snoring slightly, so no problem there. The lady next to Grace’s bed was about ninety-three and pretty out of it, so I was comfortable there was little danger there. I listened carefully and could hear no sign of nurses. So I slipped a couple of fingers into Grace’s cunt and fingered her slowly. She let out a moan, I had to lean forward and whisper in her ear to be quiet. She was so wet, it was. She was anxious to finish up and get out; Brody was going to pick her up and they were going to get one last, quiet celebration in before the tour and the playoffs started up. It was her supervisor, but luck was with her—the work was already done. Relieved, she sent the files and copied them to the shared drive on the network. She looked at the clock and groaned; the end of the day seemed further away than it had before. Annoyed, she pulled up the task list to see what she might be able to do. I shook my head and forced myself to go into the kitchen.Cindy was already up. She was sitting at the table with her cup of coffee, reading the morning paper. When I walked in she looked up and smiled sweetly. "Good morning Robbie," she said. From her facial expression, one would never know what she had done to me last night.I boldly walked over and kissed her on the lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth. Her mouth was sweet with the taste of mouthwash and a hint of coffee. When she didn't.