There was a monster roaming around in my front yard. I slowly opened the door and the monster saw me and my pussy tingled with delight. It pinned me t... the floor and I spread my legs eagerly as it began to lick my pussy. It licked up and down my labia and vulva and I was in heaven. Its hands massaged my large perky breasts and squeezed and pulled my nipples. I moaned loudly and arched my back. The monster was pleased that it had a willing participant and shoved its tongue deep into my vagina. When we got home, they helped me to rest on the couch, and as I sank onto it, I gave it a pat, and said, "Hello, old friend, good to see you again!"Both women looked at me, then each other, then that broke the sombre mood, and they were laughing, and Rachel came to me, hugged me, her eyes tearing up, and told me not to leave her again, she'd die of a broken heart, "which almost happened", she said, her voice cracking."Not if I can help it," I told her. "I'm under orders to look after you!" I. I cried out like I don't remember crying out beforeas I felt my climax approaching. My mind was thinking of only one thing nowas I desperately craved the release and fulfilment that I needed so badly.I paused.During the last 3 days I had actually enjoyed the thrill of denied orgasmand had spurned the quick satisfaction of casual masturbation. But now I wasfrantic. Just how long could I hold off my final release? I moved my handsaway from my clit and concentrated hard. My throat was dry, my. I wonder if everybody who kept telling me to move beyond my pain understood what they were asking. I doubt even my ex could be raped then be acting normal within the time they are asking me to. At least I hope they are only expecting me to be acting. No sane person could expect a full recovery so soon.Enough of this. Even I know thinking about it all the time can't be helping things. I looked at the situational display. We were approaching the meeting place I had suggested to Karl.The Flying.