" I didn't lose my... well, not much."Tami kept grinning."Robbie had a long talk with Mr. Hallowell after practice, then her dad drove us home." What ...bout?"Tami shrugged.We were in front of my house again. "I'd better go in, or I won't get out again till I graduate." I started to toss off a wave, then reached forward and pulled Tami into a hug. "Thanks," I whispered. "You helped." As long as you didn't enjoy yourself."Tami became my life-line. Every night, Mom would let me out for a walk about. No. I must have been mistaken. I was reading too much into it. It was Emily. Ems. My friend. Truth be told, my best friend. She wouldn’t want anything like that. Would she? No, of course, she wouldn’t. Not Ems.She helped me carry my bags up to my room, where I dumped everything on the bed.“You’re not unpacking.”I shrugged.“The longer you leave it, the worse it’ll get.”“It’s just unpacking. All I’ve got to do is throw a few things in the wash. Most of what’s in there is going with me to. But I didn't do that of course. And I used Cait's vibrator a lot but it really wasn't enough even though it was great but I think it was just knowing about all those other things that I knew where there but couldn't get to that made Cait's toy just kinda insufficient, and I felt like a desperate d**g addict when I was going through their room and all their stuff looking for the key or maybe something they had forgotten to put back in the closet, with my pussy aching and soaking wet and in their. What was new was Grace’s African perspective on things. The image she painted of the lion stalking its prey acted as a sobering reminder of the stakes we were playing for.When I finally announced my arrival home both of my ladies looked pleased to see me. And Grace insisted I sit down and relax with a drink she made for me before returning to mentoring her new best friend. The meal was wonderful, and I diplomatically congratulated both of them. Sue for her cooking. Grace for the recipe and for.