If nothing else, the work helped keep her from becoming too lonely. Every evening, shortly after dinner, she would phone home and talk to Tim and Bren.... Each Friday afternoon she would board the plane to Castlegar with pleasant thoughts of her being reunited with her new family. On Monday, she would kiss them goodbye at the airport, pushing away thoughts of the coming four lonely nights. Brent planned to be in Vancouver once a month, and would stay with Bonnie. It was their only continuous time. He came about a half hour later wrapped in a cloth. We was wet and looked beautiful. "I dare you to do it," Holly goaded me all during that period while Nick was showering."I dare you to pull his towel off." I waited like a predator for its prey. When he finally came out I started walking by him and pretended to trip, reaching out and clutching the towel. It fell away easily and we were treated his total naked body. We expected the moment to be fleeting as he would quickly grab the towel to. In and out, in and out they went. I knew that Billy was finger-fucking my back door. But what I couldn't understand was why Michael was letting this happen. I struggled to get loose again, but to no avail. Finally I was able to pull my face away from Michael's enough so I could look into his eyes. He was still thrusting up into my pussy from underneath, rhythmically, about once every second or so, in and out, in and out, it seemed so deliberate, not really fast, just constant. Then as I opened. I missed the call, of course, despite disentangling myself from the bed clothes and getting downstairs in record time. When I did finally find my phone, though, I saw a missed call from May, and a new voice mail. Which latter I ignored in favour of simply phoning her back ... and got her voice mail. Which was annoying, given that I knew she'd called only minutes before, but somehow not a surprise. I picked up the message instead, listening to it as Kath came down the stairs, too, wearing.