I figured I could trust her anyway. If not, she shouldn't be that hard to track down, being in a wheelchair and all.The next morning I drove over to t...e Ackerman's house on Orange street. Their house was just three houses down from where my parent's house had been. Danny had sold their house not too long after my parents had died. He'd spent the money too, but I'm not sure where it all went. Probably over at the old poker casino in Adelanto. He'd hung out there quite a bit, until it had finally. I squeal and bite my lips to silence my screams. "Hmmm. Like that, baby?" Dave grunts with exertion as his fingers plunges into my depths, making my juices flow. "Mmm, yes! Fuck! Dave!" I cry out, trying desperately to stay quiet. I can feel my orgasm nearing, my muscles tensing just before the storm hits. I start to cry as he stops moving his fingers altogether, bringing it to a halt and just letting it stay buried inside my warm, soaking wet pussy. My breathing is labored and I am fully aware. Nor as the days passed did we talk about what we were doing. Or why we were doing it. Or that it was wrong. We didn't talk about my father. Or my sister. We didn't talk about the future. We just lived day to day.We made love. Yes love. We were no longer the animals of the first few nights as we settled into our lovemaking. Oh we still fucked. But we interspersed soft touches, gentle caresses with the urgent mauling. It got better. If that was possible. We were Adam and Eve in the Garden of. I stood up, dusting myself off so that I could get theaddress to this ex-boyfriend and be on my way. The urge to be left on myown overpowered any sensation I might have of staying with Thomas atthat moment.The air outside felt like a wave of relief. Though it did make meslightly dizzy. I felt light headed as I looked towards the address thatThomas had given me. Well, this wasn't going to be easy, but I had tomake sure that this wasn't really my fault. I didn't want Lara to getpregnant from me,.