If this is to be a true catharsis, I have to go through with it ... and you have to understand why it's necessary, and why you shouldn't make the same...mistakes, even unintentionally"Jen pushed her away. "You're CRAZY, Gran!" She spun around to face Sandi and me."And you are ALL evil, I hope you rot in hell!" With that she stomped out.Karin looked at Sandi and me, helplessly. Sandi waved her on. "Go on, take her home and talk to her some more. That's more important than anything else."Sandi and. Tall people and VW Beetles aren’t exactly made for each other. She took a handkerchief from her purse and dabbed at her cheeks. Who the hell carries a hanky around these days? “What’s wrong with your car?” she asked. “Won’t start. Starter’s shot. What do you want?” She really didn’t want to have this conversation here and now. She wanted to go home, soak in a hot tub, catch up on Anastasia’s latest go-round with Mr. Grey and then sleep until it was time to go back to work. “I have a proposition. Slowly his finger began to massage the opening to my sex hole and my moaning grew louder.He paused momentarily to wet his finger and then returned to massaging my "pussy". Ultimately the slow circular massaging was replaced by the insertion of his finger into the hole of my willing "pussy". One finger was soon replaced by two and I could feel the muscles of my "pussy" easing and my fuck hole growing wider. I shivered and moaned as he skillfully manipulated my "pussy".....then whispered "Warren,. Only her pussy was covered. I wiped perspiration from my forehead.Then a pose with which I was familiar - bra, panties and white school stockings. I'd seen Inga in precisely the same garb. She'd been hot, and so was Claire. And my dick would have continued merely to throb except for the last photos. Claire, either on her own or coached by Norma, unlatched her bra from behind, pushing her breasts towards the camera. And when the bra slipped off her shoulders and down, she remained in that.