Now she felt more normal. All of the sudden hands closed around her eyes. For a moment she was startled beyond belief, then she was angry. ‘Hey!’...Ryn protested. Deryck dropped his hands and walked around to face her. Darn he looks good she thought, biting her lip. She was trying to work up some more indignation but she realized all she could concentrate on was the feeling of his hands, ones that were soft yet rough at the same time and smelled so much like him. A scent of soap and shampoo. Ryn. My only regret, as I knelt between her legs was that it was dark, but I was aware that asking for the light would be asking too much, at least this first time. The smell of her filled my head like perfume as I began to lightly kiss her slit. She didn't have much musk to her scent at all. My own pussy didn't smell as much as my mom's did. As previously mentioned, I frequently peeked in on my parents and smelled my mom across the room and her smell was powerful and unmistakably pussy. You could. They were married, but our friendship was strong enough for them to invite me to live with them.As we are all medics, this worked well as we were all on different shift patterns so didn’t end up treading on each other’s toes.For a long time, our lives went along side-by-side. They were madly in love with each other and I was on my own. I could only get my sexual release through masturbation, it being a very convenient process and always with the planned outcome of satisfaction.My working hours. However, she eventually heard about it while chatting with an older resident, and she confirmed the facts with a call.Two new modern banks had sprung up in the area, they used attractive promotions (with fine print) to steal the old bank’s customers. Abril’s old fortress of a bank had her safe deposit boxes - two large ones. The new banks used cheaper “coffee shop” buildings that did not offer that service. These days there are not enough customers in our zip code who need safe deposit boxes in.