When I first got there, it was like she was dead already." Linda." No! I mean it. This is all my fault. If I had stayed with her, shewouldn't have tak...n those pills." Linda, you did what seemed best, you did what I would have done." Please, just let me sit by her," Linda begged.Tom opened the door, pulled a chair next to the hospital bed; and Lindasat there, holding the hand of the person she loved most in the world,wondering how she could pull that person back from the brink of hell.---Cendar. I carried a company pager then, because cell phone coverage wasn’t anything like it is today. Since I have a pretty perverted mind I was thinking about things one day and started to play. At that point I’d found a non-slip butt plug that hit me just the right way. As I said in the one story; it was a great stimulator, on a long boring trip. Little did I know that the ‘stimulation’ could be a lot better.It happened when I read a story about a submissive woman whose husband had made a ‘pocket’ in. She reaches for it but her hands arrest the move as his hands slow drawing her a tiny bit further away from her goal, “what…” she gasps, trying to control her quaking voice “what do you want me to do?” she gasps again, his husky whisper tells her to wash her hair, with shaking hands she picks up the bottle of shampoo slowly rubbing her hair into a fragrant foaming mass, matching the motion of her hands to the motion of his, finally he tells her to turn around.With his still moving hand inside. She told me to suck the dummy,because it would help me to keep quiet, like a good little baby girl. Sheput a white elastic headband on my head. The headband had a big pink bowon it."Now, Beverly," said mummy. "Stay there on your back while I make yousomething yummy to eat." Mummy went into the kitchen for a few minutes,and then came back with a little plastic bowl and a plastic spoon. Shepicked me up off the floor and sat me on her knee. Then she tied a littlepink bib around my neck. The bib.