About a month had gone by before she went all weird on me again, and the next breakdown in lady-like decorum was even MORE shocking! I can’t imagine...what brought on that latest craziness unless she misunderstood why I didn’t tattle on her about the panties. She may have taken my silence to mean that I approved of her behavior, or even that I got some kind of sexual charge from what she did, neither of which was the truth. Well, I’ll admit that the glimpse of pubic hair stirred something in me. "So, how is he?" she asked them."Well," said JR. "He's still unconscious which isn't really a good sign. He's also hemorrhaging--bleeding--in his brain, and he's got some extra fluid in there which they had to drain. He's got a nasty bump on the head you could say... " he told her wryly."He's very strong," she told him. "He can pick me up anyways," she smiled. "But he'll be okay. I'm sure of it."He nodded, taking a sip of his coffee. "So, long time no see huh Jen?"She smiled shyly.JR smiled at. He grinned at me, tongue lolling, eyes bright and intelligent. Damn he was cute.“Hey! Sleepyhead!” I yelled. “Get up. I have a present for you! Amelia! Get up!”The puppy attacked my toes as I waited. His teeth were quite sharp. “Heel!” I tried. He ignored me.Amelia walked out of the hallway, somewhat bedraggled, hair now not only rough shorn, but spiky, and wearing wrinkled pastel blue pajamas. It was a magical moment. Life stole into her magnificent eyes, pure delight at the sight of a. “Oh God!” Tom said softly. I got up to get my Nikon.When I returned Joyce had gotten Tom’s trousers off andwas keeling between his legs. Tom’s cock showed wet asJoyce’s mouth engulfed it with her eager mouth. I wastaking as many snapshots as I could hoping I wouldn’trun out of film before I captured Tom’s release.I had taken 10 or 12 photos when Tom’s body stiffened.Without releasing her mouth lock on Tom’s cock Joycebegan to jack him.