My hair lightlybrushed against my shoulders giving me goosebumps. I loved it. I feltlike a woman. Indeed, everyone thought I was a woman. I had to be ...woman!I began preparing to do the floor when I heard one of the guests starttalking about Doreen's ex-boyfriend, Sam."Doreen, whatever happened with Sam?" Tony asked. "Do you still keep intouch?" We talk to each other on occasion. He's doing fine."I felt that this was the turning point. I remembered everything Doreensaid about coming to terms. I took the baby oil and began repeating what I had done already today. But this was different, wasn't it. I hadn't been doing anything sexual with Emily. Of course not. That was just me helping her with her tanning lotion. This was sexual now, in my bedroom. My massaging was certainly making Erica feel good. She seemed to be pressing her pussy into the bed as I rubbed her thighs. I thought that I would try massaging around her pussy with my thumbs, as I had done with Emily. This time my thumbs. “Do you think you could get me one of those portable defibrillators next time? When I get done with Matt, he may need one.”We all laughed again and I got the sense that the seven of us were still taking as much enjoyment from the simple act of having something to laugh about after the last couple of weeks as we were from what triggered the laughter. We were all happy and settling into a new life together, but there was a lot of relief in that happiness still.I felt a little bad for Donald since. Despite being told to hurry,the dwarf-skinned elf couldn't stop herself from helping out here andthere, slipping a hint that something bad was about to happen and urgingpeople to leave the city. She had no idea if this is what history saidwould happen but she didn't care. If she could help just a little, shewould do it. As soon as the orphan matron had packed up and taken thechildren out of the city, there were screams in the distance and Arenwynsaw flames lick the rooftops of Stratholme far.