Marsha said that she thought I was acting awfully calm about the whole situation.I looked at her with a deep stare and told her that my stomach was ea...ing away at me, that I could kill her for what she did, that our life as we knew it is over. I was doing everything possible not to lash out at her, to scream, yell, and yes even strike her.She looked at me and knew I was telling the truth. It scared her a little. She quickly changed the subject and mentioned that Nancy's boys would be up within. She brushed off my question about her possibly being jealous of the girl who spent the night in C's bed,but as the weekend approached I think I had my answer. That Friday Mrs.L said she had been shopping and I would like what she had bought,but I would have to wait.The possible significance of that remark will become more apparent as I relate the subsequent happenings.Sadly,the weekend was a quiet one as far as activity in C's bedroom was concerned,but we had fantastic sex as I recounted my. She’d moisten her fingers and return them to her button.Dan could feel his cock stirring watching her discovering the pleasures of her own body. He could hear her softly moan and utter words he couldn’t quite hear. Her eyes were closed and he wondered what she was fantasizing about as she fucked her pussy. He felt guilty spying on her and instead of leaving decided to enter and watch her more closely.Allison was a little startled when she opened her eyes to see Dan approaching and paused.. Not Lavender, not Harry, but Me. How do you react to something like that? I wanted to hug him and kiss him like there was no tomorrow, but I restrained myself. After all, even if I kissed him he wouldn't know it because of his condition. So I wait. I wait for him to get better. Foolishly I thought that his nearly-death experience would make him see that it's pointless to fight his feelings. That he should start taking risks because life is too short. But 7 months later i'm still.