" Don't give me crap again, just call your lawyer and listen to his advice. I do promise when the IRS gets you I will laugh at your sentencing hearing... you asshole."She hung up the phone forcibly and sat there slight hyper-ventilating.Suzi touched her carefully, but Donna didn't pull away. She pulled her close and Donna came against her nearly in tears."I can't understand how he can get to me so damn easily. God I hate him!" It's OK Donna; it's me here, not him." Suzi, he knows you were here. I rolled my thumb around it, only lightly pressing, and that brought a tummy tremble and quick inhale of Gaynor’s breath. I probed the now slightly open crack with a forefinger, seeking her vagina entrance. She was wet and receptive as I slid into her hole, beyond the knuckle, and worked my finger gently in circles, polishing her walls. Gaynor’s inner muscles tensed, trying to tighten on my lone finger. I responded by adding a second finger, stroking and exploring along the tunnel. Now, Gaynor. Hanson. What can I do for you?" There's that blank, evenlook again. Thank you Bob James. I can play that game too."How are you feeling Honey?"She cocks her head to one side. "Physically or psychologically?" Let's start with physically." I feel fine." She reaches down and touches her bandaged left side. "Nopain here. I think I'm completely healed." She lifts both breasts withhere hands, lightly bouncing them. "I seem to have picked up at least acouple of inches here however. Care to explain?". I didn’t want to get caught being nosey so I headed off to the bathroom which again was gorgeous with a sunken bath and huge rainforest style shower. I sat on the toilet and pictured them both in here naked and wondered how many times they had fucked in the bath. As I leaned over for a closer look I accidentally spilt my glass of wine all over the floor. I looked around for the loo roll to clean up and now clumsily bumped against the laundry basket by the side of the toilet knocking off the.