"I fuckin' love it" I replied, gasping with desire for her."I knew you would" she retorted smugly, "it feels kinda strange - but sexy - so take a pict...re as I'm not gonna do this often!"I literally leapt from the bed to open the wardrobe and rummage into my camera bag, checking that I had some film left in it before turning back as she struck a pose."How's this" she asked, peeling her panties down, then bending forward to lay her palms flat on the floor before spreading her legs apart to give. Rose guarded it carefully, keeping it close to her at all times. It did not matter. On her second day in Mrs. Fitzpatrick’s, she awoke to find the shawl gone. Asking the other women where it went got her a wall of sullen stares. Every day that passed, Rose asked if a letter came from Kathleen. With growing desperation, she watched what little money she had disappear. Forced to choose between eating and lodging, she went hungry. She lay awake at night, weak from hunger, worn from worry, trying. She would give anything if he would touch her like that again.He looked down at her lap. "Take your panties off."Pam stared at him for a second, panting. She pulled her skirt up over her hips and pushed her panties down to her ankles. Her crotch was moist and warm. That only happened when she touched herself, and it always felt good. Todd's hand felt so much better.She sat back and spread her thighs. Todd stared at her crotch with a gleam in his eyes. Just being looked at like that made Pam. He likes listening to the slurps that are the hunger she would never deny.The sight is too much for him, his hips rise up, his own voices gives him away as he shoots his load into her throat and feels her swallowing every drop, moaning gratefully until she knows he has no more to give.Inching her way up the bed she joins him and plants a kiss on his dry lips before snuggling in close to him and they fall asleep again, he snores in her ear and she dribbles on his shoulder.“Saturday, and she.