For five minutes Cindy withstood the torrent, blanking the pain from her mind, soaping her abdomen and her rectum and her vagina in a desperate attemp... to rid herself of the crawling things. Only when the water heater emptied and the spray became cool again did she step from the stall. She stood once more on the circular throw rug, this time dripping wet. Wet-- but not clean. Oh, God, would she ever be able to feel wholesome again?Briskly, almost as if she were heaping further punishment upon. Ok so far so good. The highway should I take it? Or there is another road I could take but it may more congested with dead and cars. I take the highway. It is the way I know and since I can not use a GPS! LOL. I weaved and dodged abandoned cars and some but not as much as I suspected dead. The roads leading out of Philly are completely blocked I notice with a shudder. Dont think about now, Molly, just keep going, your OK. OMG, Im an idiot. I have to cross that fucking bridge over to. "Did you miss me?" he asks the woman standing just behind me."Mm Hm," she replies cheerfully. "Who was that woman who spoke to you?" she asks."The fuck if I know," he shrugs. "Just some weird old airport woman, I guess. Let's go home so I can show you how much I missed you." I can't wait," she gushes. "We might not make it all the way home."As the happy couple saunters away from me, I can't help but grit my teeth. I hate that bitch. Then I realized that it was just my jealousy coming to the. " Well," he grinned, "It would've been awkward living out there with her." He looked up at her and their eyes met and she smiled fondly. That smile hurt. He looked over at me with a touch of mischief in his expression.She resumed looking demurely down at the table.I felt a surge of lust and annoyance. Dave'd been my friend since we were barefoot kids. He'd lived 4 houses down from me. He'd always been number 2. I'd gotten my girl friends to fix him up with their hopefully willing friends. In.