Twice, as far as I was aware, they had weaned her from the antipsychotics, but the antidepressants hadn’t been able to keep her from having what I c...lled a ‘meltdown’ over something to do with me.The problem was that my research had revealed that the biggest problem with mental healthcare was overmedication. I read two articles about using diet and exercise, and ensuring sufficient sleep, as well as church attendance, helping in mild cases, but those studies had been challenged, in some cases. This wasn't exactly in the mission plans so we didn't bring that kind of equipment with us. I was able to adapt an old raghead trick and rig a disposable com-link to the detonator. Call it and boom. The problem is it's not instantaneous. The answer, link and activation of the detonator take three or four seconds and anyone who's ever been near one will know exactly what it is, especially if they see it's a prayer vest." Three or four seconds," Black mused. "Do you think Brown will know what it. " I think I want you to stop touching me," she whispers hoarsely to me, she feels her legs spread slightly the fire starting to smolder in her pussy." I don't think you really want me stop now, do you?" I question. My hand slips underneath the front of her skirt, gently rubbing across her thong covered pussy, my other hand caressing and squeezing her ass. She closes her eyes and holds back a moan, squirming a little on the bench, her legs spreading wider apart. At the other table, she watched. He pressed huge fingers against my pussy and started to rub me through my leggings. I let out a huge moan and we knew he had me at that point. "Good little slut,” he said as he unbuckled my belt and moved a hand under my t-shirt to fondle my boobs. "You want to see my cock don't you, whore?” I had never been spoken to like this before but I loved it - it was getting me so horny and he was right: I was desperate to see his cock again "Beg for it then, you slut.” And, without question, I did..