She held the blanket close to her, folding it over her erect nipples. The blanket around her made her feel safe and warm and secure. She named it 'Jim...y'.These encounters with Jimmy became a regular thing. Every night, she would leave the cares and worries of the day for the security of her room. Every night she would lock the door, put on her favorite Jimmy Reed album and lie naked on the bed allowing the primal rhythms and sexual lyrics to put her in a near frenzy. Every night she would wrap. Inches below her face the surface of the water was rippled by her tears as a mill pond is rippled by a spring shower. She lost track of the reading, and was seized by panic when Inspector Olson closed the Bible. "Lord," he said. "We introduce you to your lost c***d, Samantha. Your c***d of sweetness and innocence, who's footsteps became lost, drawn from the path of righteousness by the temptations of her flesh. We, who are but flesh ourselves and fallible ourselves, can not condemn this. She too left me wet and not wanting. Our three bodies collapsed into a heap upon Joan’s bed. We all must have fallen asleep, because Joan shook my shoulder and motioned to the clock. It was two in the morning and we were covered with the products of our lovemaking. She put a finger to her lips and we tried to quietly get off the bed. But our movement was evidently too much because Maddy also awoke. We looked at each other and all three of us began to laugh. Our cum and spit and everything else. Was the council doing enough etc. As we went through them I kept looking at her in a different manner.Twenty minutes later she said "All the questions are now done", "Good" I said, and moving closer to her she just sat there and looked at me. As I got closer I said "Are you married", she said "No" and with that I ran the back of my hand down her cheek. She closed her eyes and said "You can't fancy me I'm a mess".I said "Everone needs fucking" and with that remark she started to undo her blouse,.