They both laughed.We adjourned to Rachel's office, where Bill soon joined us. They soon left us alone to write.An hour later, Shawn left for the state...ouse, where she would say nothing at all about this new story. We had decided to use the same plan as last week. If we asked about the forgeries at the briefing, we wouldn't get an exclusive. We would wait until this afternoon. We would call my good friend Pete Simpson after the article was complete. Complete except for the governor's comments,. It wasn’t continuous squeaking like they were fucking, more like shifting positions. Was he going down on her? Had they called it quits? God I hope not…I can’t believe I just thought that. I heard more creaking then Margo gasped and let out a soft groan. I felt myself shudder. I had the head of my dildo gliding along my wet cleft and it hit my inflamed clit. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out.The creaking took on a rhythm and I knew they were fucking. There were more hushed. Tuesday I awoke with the ability to sit up with only a manageable amount of pain. I could handle breakfast without nausea inducing pain. Because of the reduction in pain I was looking forward to a good day. After the soft scramble eggs and toast, I felt like a new woman. It lasted about ten minutes before I drifted off to sleep yet again.The down time didn't last so long Tuesday morning. I was awake for about an hour between breakfast and lunch. The skinny broad with the bad hair came into the. .. Yeah, I will... Yeah... Love y'all too.” Miss Tina was looking up at me. I smiled and pointed outside as I walked over and lay back down beside her. “We're stuck here for a few days probably. Any ideas on how to pass the time?” “I've got a few ideas,” she said as she pulled me closer and we began to kiss. Later that day we went out into the backyard. We made a snow man and had a quick snowball fight. We sat on a blanket and drank hot chocolate as more snow continued to fall. We made out and.