Like how I rushed out that night to an all-night drug store and got some sort of birth control pills from a lady druggist who understood what I was go...ng through and gave me something without a prescription. And not all of the entries were depressing, either. Like three days later when my period started. Oh, happy day!But if you could talk, diary, I’m sure that you’d have a question or two for me. Like when Stu told me to be ready for our next date. He didn’t ask me ... he told me. And, of. Cathy was sitting at the table looking very distraught with little Freddie in a bassinet on the couch. Fred told me she was in real trouble and feared for her and Freddie’s life. I had not put my eyes on Cathy since the divorce papers were signed nearly a year ago. And I had not seen little Freddie either. I stayed out of her way, and she away from me. People understood my feelings and generally respected them. I needed to heal, grieve, to start my life over again. That did not mean that I had. Tom had never seen Samantha's vibrator but this day she'd obviously brought it to work with her. He could hear the clear sounds of a vibrator turned on and going at a fairly strong rhythm. He stood there beside the door and knew he needn't worry about Samantha seeing him, she was clearly lost in the intensity of getting herself very close to cumming with her vibrator doing her clit and her pussy. As Tom stood there, his cock was totally hard in his pants. He'd actually fucked Samantha that. Her eyes were closed now as she remembered and she was so wrapped up in what she was doing she didn't hear the soft click of the door as it opened or as it closed behind Sar-Rah. Sar-Rah stood at the door watching Angela, the sheet was pulled up to about mid-thigh so she could only truly see Angela fondling her own chest. But the sheet over Angela's hips moved with the motion of her hands as she caressed herself. Sar-Rah moved around the bed and slowly climbed on trying not to shift the bed.