With a groan, she withdrew, “I hope you don’t mind. I saw the two of you earlier, I had to have some of this. Besides I’m sure Kim won’t mind,...we have always shared.”In shock, I was unable to speak as she again took all of me with a fluid, smoothness of a practiced pro. Hell, she hardly came off me as she started to move the muscles in her throat.Within minutes I was blasting another load as deep down her throat as she could get me. Finally pulling herself off me, she smiled then proceeded to. Still holding my hands she looked straight into my eyes and said … ‘Bill can I give you some advice from someone who knows’? ‘Yes please Rose, I’m always willing to listen to good advice’. ‘You need to be patient with Jean’. I looked at her rather quizzically … ‘How’s that Rose’? ‘Well she’s only been widowed less than a year Bill and it takes time to come to terms with such a big loss. I met Jean through the widows group and I've come to know her quite well … if you give her the time and. M.came and went and there was no sight of Phoebe, not so much as a sound,except for the blare of the television that she'd evidently left on allnight, which now came pouring from the direction of her room.Marcia poured herself another cup of coffee and realized that she'dbetter make another pot. She'd been up early, not knowing when Phoebewas used to waking. She wanted to have things ready just in case. Shewanted to greet Phoebe with the warm, nourishing, kitchen smells of areal home. For all. I took her to her place, greeted her parents then took her up to her room to get her to take some rest. When I made to leave her grip suddenly tightened around my arm, this shocked me because I thought that she had fallen asleep. Stay with me, she asked I don’t want to be alone. So I stayed and comported her with my presence. W e sat like that for what seemed like ages before she fell asleep in my arms and I stayed with her because I didn’t want her to wake up alone.The next day she stayed.