I turn to the cabinet behind me, open it and fumble through more bottles. I pour a little more into the shake and taste the thinned mixture, perfect. ... walk back up the stairs into my room and drink it quickly. I cannot wait. I sit on my bed looking into the full length mirror and wait a few minutes and feel the mixture take effect. Then, I cry. God I miss him, his touch, his voice. I need to be with him: Wherever he may be. I close my eyes and open them again. The vision is blurry, but. That was good news to Dan. He felt it would help her sense of independence and, hopefully, start to rebuild the pride in herself that she had completely lost. Bev was being a true friend, helping her get her life back on track and being there at the drop of hat if needed.The girls also seemed to be happier. Over the week-end they told Dan they heard their mom laugh the other day, for the first time since this all began.An unrelenting spring was finally giving way to summer. The cool. So much for me getting a great blowjob! After we calmed down, she led me over to the sink and ran a basin of warm water and washed first me and then herself off. “You are very talented” she said as I prepared to get dressed, “I usually don’t come wit a client.”I’m glad you liked it” I answered. “I sure did.” “Vhat are you doing” she asked as I reached for my jeans, “Ve’re not finish yet.” She turned to the sink and began to fill a wash basin with water, then put it on the floor and had me squat. Instead, she felt something on her nether regions. It was wet, slick, active but not that monster she had measured with her eyes and her hands.Charles spit on the tips of his hand and rubbed the fingers on the outside of her labia, in a downward stroke.“Fuck this!”Pru thought, He’s giving me orders. She rocked backwards a touch and felt a finger, no, two fingers slipping into her pussy. When she rocked forward, the fingers followed. Another backward sway and the fingers rotated in her hole.She.