”“I would like to help,” Jerome mumbled, just barely audible, looking down at the floor. “I know I can’t, and probably won’t be able to fo... a long time.”Flan studied the young man for a moment. He was seeing a man that had faithfully served his country, and then, was betrayed upon his return. He didn’t approve of what Jerome did, but he understood the motivation behind it. He understood the lengths a person would go to protect their family. He couldn’t help feeling compassion.“Jerome, look at. I am very sure that if I would have tried to get physical with him, he would not have objected. But he was a young kid, and we should refrain from using them for our dicks.He suggested to exchange WhatsApp numbers and I agreed.He used to text me quite often, which sometimes really annoyed me. He was a kid with no workload, and I had work pressure from office, it was really tough to reply to his texts all the time. But somehow, we still remained in touch. When I used to be in mood, I used to. Oh God you are such a slut, Sally, I thought, if mum and dad ever found out about this they would kill you. I found myself bringing my hands up to cup my breasts and squeezing them together. I brought my right breast to my mouth and started sucking on my areola. I trapped my nipple between my teeth and I bit it until I felt it swelling once more. I repeated this with my left breast, all the while my brother just stood there with his mouth gaping open. "Sally, I never thought that you were such. Let’s make sure it fits and you like it.”It was made of the same thin material as the top. I noticed that the “patch” that was to cover my pussy was indeed nearly microscopic, and was just big enough to cover my pussy lips. Between the thin material and the small size, it was almost unnoticeable except for the camel toe impression. The strings that were used to hold everything in place were some magic elastic-like material that was clear, so they were almost invisible. Kelly said to only wash.