Hurt or help? The best we could plan for was developing a set of canned answers for when somebody asked. We also knew that it would be when they asked... not if they asked. There was a lot more interest this time; outlets and shows that had only given us tentative slots for Protect and Serve were giving us definite airtime for Slave Patrols. We also guessed much of the interest was so people could ask about the bank robbery.I stayed in touch with Irene Delahoye and Bill Ruskin concerning the bank. We once again went to the bedroom where I made her spread her legs separated her pink and wet pussy lips and started to suck her juices with my lips tightly against lips of her pussy then put my tongue inside her pussy. She was moaning away to glory Ohhhh my darling my sweet sweetie pie I love u so mucchhh keep sucking me like this for ever and held my mouth tightly against her pussy.I then started licking her clitoris which had swelled and become erect like a small sized penis she again felt. I just came right out and said I had an interesting talk with Lisa this morning and we both giggled a little. She had on blouse and camisole over her bra, her bra's always pushed her tits down so they appear smaller and she admitted to me a long time ago she was self conscience about them being stared at all the time. She had on a skirt that was very cute and casual looking. She always dressed well. I asked her if what happened between Lisa and I was something she was interested in? She really. "Mmmm-mm, yes, I love this", she said breathlessly. She spread her legs wider and I couldn't resist sliding a finger into her vagina, surprisingly for an older woman she was tight but very wet. Ann moaned again and bucked her hips up against my hand. As I slid my finger in and out of her my entire hand was coated in her juices. I pulled my finger from her wet pussy and brought it up to my mouth, I had to taste her, she watched me as I licked her sticky juices off. It was my turn to moan. Ann.