Later that evening I got a phone call from one of the people who knew me well. It was Monk who called. "Hello Sylvia," his voice came from the phone."...ello Monk, how you doing?" I asked."I'm just fine how are you," he asked in return."I'm just fine as well. So what you been up to since we last met?" I asked."I haven't been up to anything to make me forget about you," he said."Well that's sweet, but you know you don't want to be seen with a cop," I said."No, but we could always meet at one of. I had her lick my balls as well and then finally pulled the seat up and got out. Patty drove over to the store as I walked over, she didn't want me to be seen getting out of her car.During the work day, I would fondle her butt and she wanted to say something but didn't. I loved the idea of her pussy being filled with her husbands and my sperm leaking into her panties as she walked around. Later in the back, I told her to go into the bathroom and finger herself, lick the cum from her wedding. I was devastated."Anyway, surgical procedures are very costly, and the drugs used to treat breast cancer are not cheap and mom and dad didn't have a very good insurance policy or anything, and the policy they did have had a big deductible. So, Mom went through five months of chemo to shrink the tumor and dad still hadn't paid the deductable when the doctors started talking about a radical mastectomy. Mom was just distraught over the idea of losing her breast."Well, because of all the insurance. This isn't the first time it's happened." You've lost your pants." She pointed in between my legs.I looked up and found my pants on top of the fence. Like before it got caught on the fence, but unlike before it wasn't ripped up. Thank God my underwear was still on. Erika stared at my undies for quite a bit of time. She was probably wondering why I wore pink cotton panties with flowers on them."They're yours," I said. "I was gonna return them but forgot." I'll get your shorts back." She walked.