The musky smell of her cum and her pussy filled her nostrils as she crouched above her, she devoured the other woman, licking and lapping at her pussy...like a starving dog. She had been worried that the threesome wouldn't work out, but she had never been as turned on as she was in that moment, her cunt filled with her boyfriends nice thick cock, and the taste of her best friend's cunt on her lips. She heard passionate cries from above her and a splash of liquid squirted onto her face, she. He had always been something of a drunk and beat Mom up more than once. Once he started on four year old me ... well, the mother hen was replaced by a she-wolf and Mom slammed a cast iron skillet into the back of his skull. He recovered just enough to survive the initial injury, but he was between voyages with the Merchant Marine. It was just as well, as he was in no condition to ship out.Morton Hendelman, Jr. (he resented this suffix and the one favor that he did me was refusing to carry on. His nose followed the graceful arch of the foot, then lingered over the round, pinkish heel. He could see the delicate ankle and the padded edge of the monstrous cast engulfing the calf, knee and upper part of the leg. Now, for him, the comatose girl was reduced to an adorable foot that existed by itself, apart from the living body. Not that her body could be called “living” anymore. His mouth closed over the big toe and started sucking it, kissing it, his tongue shimmying like mad, his. The soft-voiced one did not like the word. I heard it crying. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I am learning more words. Or maybe I am remembering them.I know, for example, that I am in a "room"It has "walls" and a "floor" and a "ceiling" and a "door"I want to remember my new words. I wonder how I can?********I now have a way to remember my words.There is a a "desk" and a "chair" and "paper" and a "pen"I write down my words, so I can remember.