." Help? Help what? How could you have thought this would help anything?You know what that medication did to you." she accused.I muttered, "I just... ... don't know Mom... After everything that hadhappened... Sam texted me and I had agreed to talk with her onSaturday... I was just so messed up... It had never made me this sickbefore. I thought it would just help me clear my head enough to talkwithout breaking down again..."She sighed. "Jordan... From what your doctor told me, before theoperation. Alice arrived back home about eight-thirty grinning like a Cheshire cat. Pam was nude and cuddled into Dave as they watched NCIS on the television DVR.Pam sat up, “I hope you have some wet pussy for me to sample. You know how I like a smorgasbord of tastes in my diet.” She rose and went to kiss Alice.“I do, sweet pie. Three loads worth. It seems that Mr. Goodman rather liked the photo of the two of us that I sent to him around lunchtime. For some unknown reason, it made him horny, but I think. My hand went directly between them. As I touched the fabric of her shorts and felt the puffiness my eyes had previously seen I realized she had been like a siren beckoning me with its exposure. Testing the softness overlapping the seam in her crotch I also felt how damp the area of fabric had become. Figuring her node would be bulging and accessible I explored the seam ‘til I felt the rise of her clitoral prominence and pressed. Jerking with electricity she continued working her lips. He slowly walked closer and she put her palms on his chest to stop him from pushing further ahead. The soft black leather of his jacket felt comforting and the scent of him enticed her. It could still make her knees weak. "Don't," she pleaded, pushing him back firmly, but it was in vain. She didn't stand a chance against his strength. "This is what you want, isn't it? For me to stay here and fuck you," he sneered, "so you can finally do to her what she did to you?" "You bastard," she.