Gina made a full recovery, with her only memories being of feeling woozy in the lounge and waking up about ten hours later in the hospital with me hol...ing her hand.When it came to Eric’s funeral about a week later, I wanted to stay away, but Gina insisted that she needed my support, so I went with her. The funeral was well attended by Eric’s relatives, and we went back with quite a crowd to Eric and her house for the wake, if only for the sandwiches. After everyone was gone, Fred and Pam, with. ............."Now moving his hand dangerously close to her vagina he whispered, "Phyllis, are you getting wet, I could swear that I can smell your arousal!?!" This couldn't be happening to her. A sharp career woman just sitting there and letting a total stranger feel her out. To top that off ask her the most intimate of questions, but for some reason she couldn't resist him, and in a small voice she offered, "Y-yes, I'm very wet, I can't seem to help it!!!"With only inches to go, and sweat. . We did some small talks while drivin. She had a wonderful evening but I Think she left to early. I could have come pick her up later. But anyway here we were now and approaching her house. I found a park lot almost outside her house. We stepped out and Went into the house. up for stairs and hen enter her apartment.This tinme it was her apartment and there were no risk that Sophie will show up disturb us.Thanks once again for takin me home she said and gave me a hugg and kissed me again. We. The toilet was the same way, and he flushed dirty brown crud downmultiple times as he worked, very glad he was wearing gloves. Herealized that he had to... well, other boys would have said 'use thetoilet' or 'go to the bathroom'. But he was wearing his pink, poofydiaper, so he used that instead.To his relief, the third, downstairs bathroom was nearly spotlessalready and required very little work. As he finished up, he heardboiling water and smelled something cooking. Suckling on his pacifier,he.