There was a time when the thought of having her head resting in his lap would have been just another one of his fantasies about her. He considered the...irony that now that it was really happening, he wouldn’t categorize the situation as a fantasy at all. He felt another wave of shame and confusion that any part of his brain could think about making love to her. ‘Can you keep reading, please?’ said Lynn softly. He was losing his voice, but Lynn’s request and her improvement over the last three. You wouldve never known looking at us in public, in church that any of those things were taking place. After church we had dinner, our bath & settled in the living room for a rented movie. Tanya had fallen asleep & was in her bed across the room. Tony was on one end of the couch & I was sitting in his lap. Aunt Pat was sitting next to him her head on his shoulder & her legs on the couch. Tiff was on the floor in front of the TV. The only light in the room was coming from the TV & I could see. Really, I'm fine. I just thought I would look better like this. No, I'm not hungry, I had dinner before I came here. Really, I'm fine." The last few times I had asked, however, she didn't respond."Ella? Ella, are you okay? Ella...?"She simply sat in the corner of a room, looking straight at the wall in front of her, unmoving, unresponsive. I turned her around, and she had a blank, vacant look in her eyes. I was starting to panic, as I thought she might be having a heart attack or something to. Then his hand dropped slowly to her underskirt before gently pulling it up to reveal the mound of neatly trimmed pubic hair. She felt herself getting more excited as his fingers gently found their way delving for her clitoris. Then he was fingering her as she rolled back onto her back as her legs parted in anticipation. Then he pulled the sheet off them both as he moved himself between her legs standing upright on his knees as he continued to finger her.Then he dropped down the bed as she tried.