She rubbed it for a minute, and then brought it up to her mouth. She licked it for a minute, as she kept her eyes on me."You've really never been with...a man?" she pondered."Not even once. I did it with your mom, and I swore I'd be with women forever," I explained."What about kids, didn't you ever want your own daughter?" she wondered."You don't think of yourself as my daughter too?" I asked."Well, I think of you as my second mom, but you know what I mean," she told me."I guess I just never. Ann and Ed got on the sofa and made out; (I fast forwarded past that piece). Then he said he wanted to play their "game."He took a tie from the closet and wrapped it around her eyes as a blindfold. She got onto her knees and undid her blouse; and you know what? She had a nice set of jugs, I could see where her daughter got hers from. "Who am I pretending to suck off today. A sailor, cop, bill collector." She asked"No, let's pretend a big black guy broke in here. And is now making you suck on. "She smiled back down at me. "I can't stay all night. I have other patients to attend to."I pulled her hand back up to my face and rubbed it against my cheek. "Soft," I said quietly.She stood close while I held her hand. The look on her face became curious and I wondered why but didn't have the ability to ask. I was weaker than I originally thought.Her warm hand felt good. Very good. I couldn't say why but I wanted to feel her arm. Her skin was so soft, probably from maintaining that level of. The bastard had SOLD her to his friends and enjoyed slapping her around while she was penetrated in three holes ... she HATED it ... She fucked everything ... dogs, horses, donkeys and it was all on film in living color.The worst part? She was SLOW. There wasn't any other word that fit.She was on the lower left side of the bell curve.She couldn't write ... she could print but cursive stumped her. Spelling was a disaster and she couldn't remember what she printed from one day to the next ... so.