Though fate always seemed to have a way of throwing the two of us together in the most unlikely of circumstances, just as it had done now. ‘Sorry to...hear about Karen,’ she told me, her smile softening, her eyes pooling quite unexpectedly. I wasn’t even aware of the touch of her hand on my arm as she stood there supporting herself on her shopping cart as she stood next to me. Which is when I noticed she was missing a limb. Not that she wasn’t standing quite naturally, but to my surprise, she was. I think we just did it because it was taboo and uncharted territory. We might have been bored or maybe they were just crimes of opportunity. I caught Ted peeking at me from that closet right there and you confessed a crush you had on Nadine on this bed. Maybe all of it was just a chain reaction that ends with us breaking up." "So, you agree we should?" he sobbed slightly. I shed a couple tears myself and looked at him. "Well, considering the feelings we have for them now, it might be best. I'm. Come 10 o’clock Karen was showered and in the bedroom getting dressed. For someone having her washing machine repaired she certainly wasn’t holding back. Black stockings and tiny black crotch less knickers were the first to go on. A tight black leather corset that made her tits look even bigger was laced up at the front. Asking Karen to wear lipstick was always a no no, but now she applied a bright red to her lips. Fucking slut!! A lacy black short nightgown that barely covered her arse and. His hands shifted to the center and unclipped the tiny clasp between her breasts. He slipped his hands underneath, and, as she raised her arms he pulled both the bra and the t-shirt up and off, discarding them on the counter next to the towel and plate."This is so unfair..."She turned and smiled seductively up at him, gazing into his eyes as she reached up to unbutton his shirt. When all of the buttons were undone she slipped her hands up under the front of his collar and ran them down the tops.