Shouldn't she be asking herself that same question? She thoughtshe loved Darcy and was pleased to satisfy her. Darcy seemed toappreciate that. But the...talk of Trevor these last few days, and theposition she now found herself in, caused some doubts to enter hermind."Right, let's try the other pair," Monica said removing the largeinserts and replacing them with the smaller. The larger bra seemed tohide the forms."Monica, I think these forms are more suitable but that bra isn?t.Let?s get her into. He’s never fucked me or allowed me to see him naked. I wonder if he even has a dick.” I whispered back, “Sweetie, if he doesn’t have one, or won’t pleasure you with it if he has one, my pussy-pleaser is always available for you to enjoy in whatever ways give you the utmost pleasure.” Darla grasped my already semi-erect cock and stroked it gently until it became rock hard and was throbbing in her hand. Paul hadn’t heard our whispered words, but he observed what Darla was doing and grinned again. Believe me, that wasn't easy. It's hard to make 'Bob' sound like a cool name. To my relief, Betty seemed to think it was, or maybe she was just being nice. "You do seem to have an appetite, Bob. What would you like?" Tearing my eyes away from her tag, I saw a playful smile gracing her face. It was just a hunch, but she was either very proud of her crafty work, or she'd caught me staring at her boobs! I did my best to act as if I wasn't ogling. I mean, just because her tag was pinned dangerously. What she wasn’t aware of was that while she had been luxuriating in her bath, there was trouble afoot.A stranger, dressed in black jeans and a black “hoodie” had crept through the woods behind her house and under the cover of those trees, had slipped into the house through a partially open window.The dark figure moved cautiously through the house checking to make sure there was no one home. He knew what he was after and what he didn’t want to come across.As he walked slowly down the hallway.