What's so funny, don't you want to cum all over me?" I asked."Oh yes Ann, I want to cum in you, but the only place you haven't suggested is up that lo...ely tight arsehole of yours" A short time ago this would have horrified and disgusted me but now it was what I wanted more than anything. The ache, the desire, the pure need for sex was burning once again between my legs. All I knew was that I wanted Alan's penis in my vagina, between my breasts in my mouth or even up my anus, it didn't matter. This may kill me by the end of the day, why do I say such silly things? In the car I drive, you rest your hand on my leg, teasing me, I make you take it back. Rules are rules. As soon as I do I kick myself, mentally obviously, what the hell am I thinking? You want to touch me, I want to touch you, we break every other bloody rule we set, why not this one as well? Because you warned me this would happen of course. That you’d want to ‘indulge’ me, and then you’d feel bad. And then I’d feel bad.. Really. He lost one of his legs.”I gasped, feeling like an idiot for pointing at photos that were none of my business. “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Hammond. I can’t even imagine!”She gestured vaguely at the fridge. “He’s still at the Stratton VA hospital.”“Is that down in New York City?”“No, Albany. But it still feels like he’s half a world away.”I sighed, saying nothing because my mind was whirring again, seeing things that had been hidden but now revealed in Hazel’s kitchen. Tucking sheets in the. As we were getting ready to merge onto the freeway I noticed an eighteen wheeler coming on fast, which suggested that all merging traffic should either, break speed and wait until it passed, or speed up in order to merge in front of the truck. This woman never even noticed the oncoming truck and she pulled out going at least 10 miles an hour slower than the eighteen-wheeler which forced the truck driver to slam on his breaks. The truck jacked-knifed and in my rear view mirror I saw the trucks.