I stood up and stripped the bed of the pissy sheets and blankets. Luckily there was a rubber sheet on the mattress or it would have been soaked. I rem...mbered that Sara was into pissing games.I threw the pissy sheets and blankets into a clothes basket. Taking them to the laundry room tossing them into the washer. I realized I smelled of piss and sex as bad as those sheets.I went to our bedroom and into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and climbed inside. I had a good cry for myself and for. There were just a few raisedeyebrows when Billy dropped me off at work the nextmorning.I have had many, many adventures but the excitementnever slows down. I guess some of that comes from fear,fear of myself and fear of being caught. No one in myfamily or at work knows of my wild side. I know manypeople would condemn me if they found out, even thoughI am hurting no one and enjoying myself.Which brings me to the other fear, of myself. I’mafraid sometimes that I am going to do something. "I leaned over and kissed him softly and told him that was okay, I'd be fine and I was glad he felt better, then left him in bed.Of course, the truth was, it did turn me on and I had no other outlet but my own fingers which I used a little later in the day and, again, after I went to bed.So, again, the next morning, as we were finishing breakfast, I asked him, "Would you like for me to take care of your friend there?" as I reached over and patted him right next to his cock."Oh, Erin, I really. When they sat down Nancy went through the usual tea or coffee routine. Aunt Flo had just stopped by to see the baby and ask for some hints about how Nancy fed the baby. She wondered if Nancy was breast feeding or using cow’s milk. Her reply was cow’s milk since most of her friends had found that it was easy and cheap to do. Somehow Nancy told her about the diary and her discovery that Henry wasn’t such a good guy. However, Aunt Flo looked petrified when Nancy told her about Henry. Then.