My hands lifted my skirt and went to my naked pussy as quickly as I could manage, a sigh escaping my lips as soon as my fingers hit my clit. My pussy ...as wet and hot to the touch, my little clit begging for attention. “I’m pretty hungry myself...” Hannah said, her voice trailing off as she stared at my hand between my legs. I slid two of my fingers in and out of my cunt hole, warming myself up. Hannah quickly dropped her bag beside mine and sat next to me, hiking her skirt up as well. She had. “You can fill in the details for me.”“It’s an analysis of the bombing of the Kane Memorial Library and says it appears to be ‘part of a new wave of global biblio-terrorism‘ sweeping the world. It reports half a dozen attacks on libraries in the past year and lumps in book burnings from Hitler forward. At one point, the analyst even goes so far as to cite instances of people defacing books by crossing out words and writing in the margins. Is this for real?”“Who wrote a thing like that?” Frank. There were plenty more still at the grocery store. We had another nice supper of fruits and vegetables with pastries for desert.In the long run, we were going to have to figure out how to cook from scratch and grow our own fresh vegetables and fruits. It would help if we could join up with a farming family. I also noticed that Charlie and Angela were beginning to look amorously at each other. If you are all that's there, you become more desirable I guess.Talking to Doris in bed that night, I. I'm finally starting to realize that I can't do that. Timmy I can't do that because I don't want to do that. Being a sweet, faithful little housewife isn't part of my nature." "That wicked slut business woman is the girl I fell in love with in college." I smiled at Kelly. "But somehow I lost her when we got married." "I know Timmy. Believe me I know." For a moment we stared at each other in silence. Finally, I said, "Okay, you were standing outside Martin Jackson's office feeling naughty.".