But having a conversation…that wasn’t something he could do while he drove. Not with her. Not when they’d barely spoken. What sort of small talk...could they make anyway? ‘So do you let men bite you often?’ or, ‘Would you object if I fucked you tonight?’ He just drove, nearly blindly, his senses under gentle assault from the faint scent of flowers that seemed to follow her everywhere. He desperately wanted to be somewhere private, alone, safe, where he could examine this delicate flower in his. . my monthly times have been...”“Missing,” I supplied.The mothers exchanged knowing looks.“It’s not that,” Liz said. “I thought it might be but it wasn’t.”The looks on the faces changed to concern.“Then what is it?” Bev inquired.“A lot of things,” Liz said with a heavy sigh. “The doctor doesn’t think it’s medical. Everything ... is normal. She took some blood so she could do a full workup but she isn’t worried. It’s just to see where I am with my iron levels and that sort of stuff.”I saw that. I got home and ran upstairs to look at what i had 6 pics first there was a pic of andy sisters standing by the bath laughing starkers with to fingers between there legs opening there fannys sharon whos a year older had hair and small tits as louise hadnt any a shes was a year younger .the second was of mrs brown lying there with a carrot pushed up her gleamig wet fanny my cock was rock hard the the next was of mr b mrs b with anouther man who was fucking mrs brown the next the man was weeing on. "Hop up and sit here dear."Walter sat on the elevated table, nervously crossing his legs tightly,worried about her examining him and finding his extra parts as she beganwith his blood pressure. She then listened to his heart in a few placesand then looked into his ears and down his throat. He watched her open alarge cabinet and take out some small vials, as instantly he gotnervous."Wait, what?s that?" asked Walter as his eyes popped open. "That?s notfor me, right?" It?s nothing, dear," said the.