..”Sally finished his sentence: “I know that’s it’s not our fault. So why do we feel guilty?” She then burst into tears, taking a tissue and...holding it to her eyes.Mike shrugged and chose his words carefully. “It’s possibly because as we were the innocent dupes; we were the good guys in our marriages and they were the bad guys. Even so, I don’t feel they deserved what happened to them.”Mike’s mind drifted back to the evening of the confrontation. After Nicki had left their, or rather what had. "Rummy chuckled, "I think she blinded him. At the meeting I was at, he couldn't take his eyes off her." He glanced briefly at Doris and back at Helen. "Not that you didn't have a deal for him he couldn't turn down." He looked at Doris again. "Helen found out Schellen's in trouble and can't build the project the way he proposed. She showed him how he could afford it. So it wasn't just that she's a looker." He resumed his study of Doris's breasts."Well," Helen mused aloud, "I have a hunch that. Over Cristmas break she had blown them off to go with her BF to Florida and during Thanksgiving she had been doing research. Both times she didn’t call and her parents got worried and eventually chastized her for not calling. She had even blown off a trip with her boy friend to New York City just so her parents wouldn’t be upset. And as the day dwindled to 6 pm on the Friday before break the prospect of getting hom at a reasonable time dissapeared and Jenny settled into the reality of another. It was locked. I called out, “It’s locked.” From inside the room she replied, “Find a way to get in here, it’s starting to hurt.”I gave it very little thought before I stepped back and kicked the door just under the doorknob with the bottom of my foot. The wood splintered and the door flew open. There inside the room was my mother, she was naked, and she was impaled on her bottom bedpost. It was stuck up inside her pussy. I looked at the other bedpost in disbelief. It was humongous. It was.