Her body open to the world. Slowly, deliberately she trailed her hands down her body. Her breasts heaving, her nipples a dark dusky pink matching some...of the flowers. Her fingers rolling, pinching, tugging her peaks. Something powerful was driving her. She was biting her lip, her face a picture, that if captured would move any man, or woman. Having led herself so far, her magical fingers danced down her tummy. Her legs parted, her own trimmed bush, equalling the best topiary within the garden.. He was thankful, however, when he finally found what he was looking for in one of the bags. Gee pulled on his coat, shouldered his small pack, and gripped his walking stick as he headed to the hospital.“Good morning, Rena.”“Gee?” She turned her head away from him as he entered her room.“How are you doing this morning?”“Fine.” It was obvious the conversation was going to be difficult. Gee took a deep breath.“I want to apologize for the part I’ve played in your misery,” he said. “I tried to do. ” Then he walked back to his room and closed the door. I was so shocked! How could I feel so violated and yet amazing at the same time? Part of me wanted to leave and yet part of me was craving more… I listened to the second part. I didn’t need to wait for tomorrow night, I wanted it now. I snuck to his room and found him laying there with nothing on. He was surprised but ready. I crawled onto his bed still naked and spread my legs for him to take me. “Oh not yet my pretty girl, you should be. She closed her eyes and slowly shock her head, No maybe I don't need one.Did you mean with only little slut tits I don't need a bra, because that is not what I heard.The broken wife looked at me pleadingly then said ? With little slut tits I don't need a bra ?Well you had better take it off then. This left her in a position where she was not sure what to do, or what was expected of her, she started to turn away, but I snapped at her to stay where she was. Take off the pullover, take off the.