"Lady, you are one fine fox, you know that?" one man spoke. "I have never seen a woman take so much cum without flinching in my life, and I've seen a ...ot of it, believe me." Missy reached over to the cup of cum resting on the sink, and ran it over and around her face, collecting up the tremendous amount of semen that decorated her. The cup filled up almost to the rim. She never even noticed the men leave, she was so absorbed in her task. Swallowing roughly, she felt several collected spurts. First of all, I had been sick for quite a long time, with depression and anxiety. I still wasn’t better, but I attempted, bravely to go to school. But that wasn’t my first mistake. Oh no. The year before I had met a guy.. Jewish, into computers, cute, and he seemed nice. I suppose he was interested in me, as well as I was interested in him. We would talk online often, about html, java, school, and just life in general. I had told him my problems, so he knew I had been sick. He knew what. Majorly in love with each other.”Scott found his voice, at last. “Did you ... have you slept with each other?”“Oh, no, Scott! Never! No, we would, could never, do that to you! It was bad enough that we were betraying you emotionally, but betraying you physically wasn’t something either of us could do, though we were tempted. But we didn’t.”“What is it you want, Gemma?”“I want, no, that’s not right, I need a divorce, please, Scott. That’s so I can marry Tim, the man I now love with all my. Catch you later. Oh, and thanks." No problem. Later."Sandra called and she was going to work late to finish a project. I managed to get up and throw together a nice salad for dinner for Glenda and I. She got home about 5. We hadn't had anytime to talk since she moved in. It had only been a few days, but still I wanted to just talk with her. Sort of like girl talk. We chit chatted over dinner, cleaned the kitchen, then grabbed some glasses and a bottle of wine and went out to sit by the hot tub..