” “It’s no bother, you are helping me out and I would be happy to help you out if there was any way I could,” I replied trying to feel very ad...lt. “Well, it’s my wife; she is treating me really bad. She just doesn't understand me," he sighed. “She’s grouchy all the time and is always making hateful remarks to me,” he said with tears welling up in his eyes. I felt so bad for him that I just wanted to take him in my arms and cuddle him. How could that awful woman treat such a wonderful man as. Over breakfast, I learned more about the pair. Amanda had been married to an Air Force pilot whose aircraft suffered an engine failure over the ocean. They had recovered him, but too late. She had been raising Susan alone since then.Her parents were old-time money from back East, so her trust fund was sufficient to let her live a life of leisure, but she said she would go stir-crazy without doing something and had taken a job as a receptionist just to kill time while Susan was up a. It seems more ... intimate."She didn't say anything for a minute."Are you there?" I asked."Huh? Oh, I was --am still fingering myself." Use the vibrator as soon as you're all juicy."A moment passed. "Alice?" Hmmm?" Tell me what you're doing?"Oh, sorry. I'm looking at myself in the mirror here. I have my legs drawn up and I'm holding myself wide open with one hand and feeding the vibrator in with the other." And how's that working out?" I'm err, just starting out, Donnie. This thingy has a kind. ...." Even though I was mad at Rachel, the door to where I wanted to go was opened now. "Bruce, I need to take a break.............do you want to see some more pictures? I have a lot............"What could any f******n-year-old boy say?"Come on, this is kind of personal..............do you want to see my room? "Bruce, Rachel, and I took the whole cardboard box of porn and traipsed off to my bedroom. We flopped on our tummies on the bed, sharing the pictures like they were the Sunday.