"About two days later, the storm began to hit us. The winds were in excess of sixty miles per hour, the sky was getting ugly and there was rain in the...future. I heard a knock at the door and Pam was standing with her gym bag."I am scared. This is spooky," she said."Don't worry, come in and get comfy," I told her.I figured it was time to take Junior for a quick walk and pit stop. He needed to fertilize the grounds before the storm hit hard. When I returned to the house, Pam had removed her. Kirsty shrugged when I plucked at the hem of my plain dressand confessed it was all I had."Being a pretty girl was all I had, all I knew how to do. Patheticreally."Near the Metro station I found a neat cafe and ate a tuna sandwich Ihardly tasted and stared at the people around me, inside and out, whilemy coffee went too cold to drink. The blank, dead, dark screen of myswitched off phone stared accusingly at me while I couldn't face thethought of counting Olivia's unread messages.Then it was. She was sopping wet and was soaking me as all kinds of juice dribbled out of her hot snatch. Mike stood at the side of the bed and pulled her willing head over to his wet creamy dick and she swallowed it and worked her mouth around it. That made me even hotter watching her lips stretched around my brother-in-law’s big rod. She managed to do that while riding me wildly and having more orgasms than I imagined were ever possible. She was almost continuously quivering and releasing juice on my hard. ‘I hope it’s not too much.’ ‘No…if anything it’s not enough, but it’ll be enough for now. How about some underwear and socks Then we can throw your old stuff into the trash. I don’t see any jackets here. Take a look at what I have and we can pick up the rest of the clothes.’ She looked at all the feminine products and laughed. ‘Well, I assume you have your period. You’re too young for menopause and I had no idea what you used.’ ‘Most of the time it was whatever rag I could find. Thanks.’ She.