. months, I guess. Think he lost interest when I got sick."Now Laura felt like the lowest of the low. She cringed visibly. "Oh shit... I'm so sorry. M...king that crack."She looked over at Mavis, who in fact did look faintly cadaverous, her skull a little more prominently visible through her skin than usual. Mavis was fairly slender in the first place and could not really afford to lose many pounds. Now Laura understood what Brenda had been saying when she mentioned that Mavis had been through a. The one attached to Jed remained static its mind focused on controlling its rampant host. Jed's hands were all over her body, his fat farmer fingers clutching her tiny waist, caressing under her arms making her shiver and squeal."Uggh Jed stop uggh ohh please ooohhh!"His mouth trailed spittle from one sucked nipple as it moved to the other one, descending with a hungry slurp! She clawed his back; her talons streaking up his spine but Jed didn't respond. "The lead," she realised, gripping the. ‘Yes, that’s me,’ I replied. ‘It’s Gina. I hope I didn’t wake you.’ The voice of my ex-wife was familiar, yet something felt different. Was it because we hadn’t spoken for nearly a year? Perhaps after all those years of living together, I’d just lost touch with the subtle nuances of her tone, her vocal expressions… But no, there was something else, decidedly different. Her voice seemed deeper, richer, fuller. It sounded relaxed–more relaxed than I’d ever heard in the 11 years we’d known one. Phil welcomed me with a 'man hug' and offered me a beer, very welcome! We sat in his lounge, chatting and reminiscing about old times, moving onto wine and a pizza. After we had eaten, Phil said 'do you still wear lingerie?' I coughed, spluttered and said 'well, no, I'm married, I don't get the chance, what about you?'. 'Well, I bet you daren't undress me to find out!'Feeling a little heady from the wine, I moved closer to him and started to unbutton his shirt, first one button, then another,.