’ Forget him…. Forget the anger, the screaming pain when he left her… the unadulterated joy when they reunited… the slow realization of bitte... anger and unforgiven sins… wounds that cut too deep to ever be healed by him… the horrifying realization of her own faults and sins that led to their demise. ‘No.’ ‘No?’ ‘No.’ ‘Why not?’ Why not…. the laughter, the tears… the way he’d looked at her in that dress, pictures and pictures and pictures… that day in the field, in the sun… the holes he dug. She helped me sell the house and property and open a savings account at the bank to use for my education.Nobody said anything about me livin' at Beth's place 'cause they all knew I worked for her and that we were good friends. I took two weeks off from school but then I went back and graduated when I was supposed to.All that spring 'til graduation I was thinkin' about what I really wanted to do with my life and finally come to a decision. I can tell you Beth wasn't any to happy about it,. I looked around the cabin to see if we were drawing attention, but it was dark and quiet. It seemed as if everyone was asleep. Emboldened, I slid my hand up under her skirt, rubbing the inside of her thigh. Lori spread her leg out as much as her skirt would allow. It was just enough. I rubbed through her panties over her pussy. The material was already damp. I was able to pull them to one side and run the tip of a finger over her very moist lips.I watched her intently as she undid 2 buttons of. Somewhere in the procedure, Carol fell asleep and scarcely noticed as she was dried off and put to bed.In the bedroom, Harry talked with Gloria."Piglet, you're doing very well. It's time for you to go home to your son. You're both invited to the party tomorrow afternoon, where – remember – you'll be treated as a guest ... unless you choose to incur the House's wrath while you're here. I wouldn't advise it. Anything that takes us away from the party and our friends and co-workers will get you.