"There, there..." She cooed. "Is that better Tattoo?The black mark...And then I came to my senses."Rachel... what is happening!"But that didn't even c...mmunicate it."It's okay, Ruby, he's going to be fine!"Her voice came out giddy and excited, but with a strange timbre that made her sound stoned. Rachel's tiny body nestled up against me, all the tense and fearful excitement from only seconds earlier dissipated with an almost unnaturally instancy, surging from her to me. I thought of that thing. I felt Victoria's hands on my head pulling me closer and at the same time down towards her butt.“That's it” she encouraged “start at the bottom and work your way up, make sure you don't miss any, I can already feel it on my ass”I forced out my tongue and tasted the salty fluid, a little bitter at first but with Victoria guiding me and her tight butt hole twitching at every tiny movement I soon forgot any reservations I had and was slurping away at her creamy holes. She obviously loved it when I. I don’t know what he could possibly see in them, I don’t understand myself this undercurrent of anxiety and even worry I feel just below the surface. I can’t explain it. Jens has been so wonderful to me during the horrible events of this past week. So strong and comforting, such a rock and a support. In some ways I don’t think I’ve ever felt closer to him than I do now. And yet at the same time, I haven’t felt like making love since all of this has happened and I feel a guilt over that lack of. "I didn't realise you had already packed, do you want to get going immediately?" said Angie."Ready when you are" he replied."Um um, I'll just use the loo."As soon as she was out of sight he looked in her handbag, he was pleased to see no syringe. He took her phone out and kicked it under a chair, closing her handbag he took it out to the car. He was returning inside when she met him at the door."Have you seen my handbag?" she asked."Yes, I just put it in the car, come here, we might as well.