“Mmmm yes fuck your mother! Make me cum again! I need it!” Then I heard the bed they were on start to creak. Jimmy never said a word but mom got l...uder. “Fuck my cunt, Brandon! Fuck your Mother, you little shit!” I was so astounded at what I was hearing that I simply hung up. It was also at this time that I became painfully aware of the tightness in the crotch of my pants where my erection was trying with all its might to rip its way out of my jeans to freedom and pleasure.I lay there staring. Having been there, I didn't need to watch it over and over again so I avoided the news shows.I watched and remembered. Granny replayed a section and then replayed it again. We watched the scene where Bailey's head turned towards the truck before she jumped to save two of her friends."La puta del Diablo no se mata tan facil," the old woman said to Bailey."Abuela!" Magdalena hissed.I was stopped from saying anything by Bailey's raised hand."What did she say?" Janet asked."You don't kill the. There were times..." his voice trailed off for a moment until he caught his breath and could speak again. "There were times when I was with ... with someone else and I dreamed she was you." He turned his head, not able to look her in the eyes.He felt her fingers gently stroke his cheek and then firmly grasp his chin to pull his head back around until he was once again looking at her. She was smiling again, this time it was a smile of triumph."And I hated every time you bedded one of those. And they were all filled with librarians. The ones I was interested in were the mature ones who had that look in their eye of maybe never having been with a man. Or having tried it in their youth and something didn't work out right. I finally came across a small library in an affluent neighborhood, with three librarians on duty at any given time. The two I was interested in were working the later shift with a young girl. She was obviously a trainee and spent most of her time entering returned.