Jenna began to squirm a little on the bed, liking him touching her, but unsure of what she was feeling in her body. Tim's breathing hastened as he mov...d his thumb up and down her slit, feeling her leg tremble and squirm under his hand.Jenna's body temperature was rising, as her breathing hastened as well. She could feel something building inside of her, not sure how to explain the feeling, but her whole body was beginning to tingle. Jenna moaned out in ecstasy, "oh god," her chest rubbing. Maybe we do belong together.I slid my jockey shorts off and her eyes got wide for a moment. Her smile grew and she breathlessly exclaimed, "Oh my! I had no idea! We should have played doctor a long time ago!"I stretched out beside her on the bed and took her back into my arms. We kissed and touched and teased until neither of us could take it any longer. She began to plead with me to stop teasing her. I was tempted to draw it out a little longer. I wanted her more than I have ever wanted. "Is this Andrea Mills?" Yes, this is Andrea."It was her. After nearly three decades, I was hearing her voice! I introduced myself, citing the date of my birth, which, of course, was seared into her brain.Sniffles, and sounds of weeping, came from the other end of the line. "I always hoped this day would come," she sobbed. "And now it has. I have missed you so much. Thank you for finding me."She continued. "Can you ever forgive me?" Forgive you? What on earth for?" For giving you away." Giving. Fucking slut ... She grabbed me ... She made me watch Agatha on top of you ... Please, Philip ... Please..."Philip breathes deep. Every word from her makes him want to cry. No one should ever have to suffer like she's suffering. And he can't say anything to her that will help her. He can't do anything to soothe what she had to see.He's lost. He never felt this lost."Ilene ... Your mother ... Everything ... How will we ... You know? I'm sorry ... I don't know what to do, too..."Ilene cries..