I loved the feeling of her fingers in me. She gently pulled back and thrust her fingers back in. She did this again, again, and again. "How does this ...eel Ms. Ford?" she asked. I could barely answer, I wanted more. I lifted my hand up for a thumbs up but I kept my eyes clenched shut in ecstasy. MORE, MORE! She continued thrusting her fingers in and out when I felt another pair of hands touching my clit. I opened my eyes; it was Ben. He winked at me and I closed my eyes again. Fuck, this felt. She kept that pretty smile and said, “You see me dressed like this five days a week. I’ve got drawers full of blouses just like this, and suddenly you’re saying I look good in them. Where’s that coming from?” “Well,” I said, “you either look good or you don’t. I’m just saying, you look good.” She shook her head, and we continued talking, but there was something about her, like she was waiting for the right time to do something, or maybe, she knew something I didn’t. Anyway, I had a. I’m so sorry for your loss.”She left the room; Nat and I stood and hugged each other for comfort, both of us crying. We’d left the two of them sitting at the breakfast table only four hours before, and now one was dead and the other injured.We’d calmed down some when the nurse returned, some ten minutes later.“Mr Palmer, could you please come with me for a moment; we need you to formally identify your wife, please.”I was still numb; I left Nat sitting there, and let her lead me to the morgue.. "Currence shook his head and bit his lip as another tear escaped down his cheek."Damn it," he said. "He was happy. He was a friendly kid who treated everybody he met as a friend. He was a damned nice kid from a good family who worked his ass off to do whatever he could to help them along." Mr. Currence, I realize this is difficult but I must ask you to refrain from profanity in my courtroom," Manning chided from the bench."Yes, Your Honor," Currence replied. "I apologize." What did you and your.