Keep squeaking, Aly. Hey there, gorgeous. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Why was I suddenly blushing and well, let’s be honest, wet between my legs? My bra...n wasn’t registering this conversation anymore. You could offer me a million dollars and I still wouldn’t be able to recall what was said. It must have somehow led to a double entendre though, because what caught my attention was one word. Say that again. Say what again? Oh, you mean you wanna hear me say “pussy”… That asshole, of course I wanted. I didn't like what my fingers found. Yet it was cum. I had Terry’s cum on my pussy and I was not wearing panties…Then it hit me, I started to feel like a slut. It was so naughty…I had my hubby’s friend cum on my pussy and my hubby was there.Then I couldn't help myself; my body just took over. My hand went back under my dress and inside my pantyhose. Then my pussy cried out and my fingers answered the cry. Slowly I started to rub Terry's cum into my pussy lips and my clit.It felt so bad… I had. Do you happen to have Triple-A or some other roadside assistance program?"She nodded, "Yeah, my Dad got me a roadside assistance plan, hang on..." she reached into the front seat and started rummaging through her purse, pulling out a wallet. The card she extracted had an 800 number on it."Do you have a phone, Molly?" I asked."Yeah," she shrugged, "but it doesn't work out here." Hang on, Frank, I'll call you back."I dialed the number on her card and let her talk to the person on the other. At times those memories are hard, and others a comfort but are always welcome.“I want to apologize for the things I said last year. I was still whirling from your death. Saying that you ‘left us’ was unfair to you so I am sorry about that. I’ve found out that I am stronger than I thought.“Let me catch you up on current events. MJ just finished his junior year at the University and is doing really well. He is studying computer programming and currently near the top of his class. I take.