There was all this grey hair and wrinkles on her face and hands. She was nicely dressed, but still looked gaunt. I guess life after I left was really ...ard on her. I could feel a little sorry for her, but not a lot. She did say that she was eating better and had gained about ten pounds since I called her in August. My God, what she must have looked like a couple of years ago. DJ had said that I might not recognize her now since she had lost so much weight and looked much older, but this? My God,. .. HATE YOU... !" Each time Shay said the words, Alan grunted or groaned. I heard him hit the ground beside me. Shay continued whatever she was doing to a chant of "fuck you ... fuck you ... fuck you... ," each repetition bringing another groan from her tormentor.Guy was frozen in place, watching in shock as the "little hottie firecracker" beat the shit out of his buddy. Energized by Shay's attack and Guy's reaction, I moved. With all my energy, I exploded off the ground, ignoring the pains. Then washed and conditioned my hair eventually stepping out the shower and grabbing a nearby couple of towels one for my body and one for my long tinted hair and toweled myself off.I dried my hair as best i could and wrapped it in the other towel and headed to get dressed for the evening.I had already laid out my clothes on my bed and proceeded to get dressedStarting with my red lace Brazilian panties and matching bra soft and gentle to match my supple moisturized skin slipping them on and. “Saved by a whisker I think”, he declared as he looked over at me. “Babe, do you need a foot massage?” he asked. I nodded.He began rubbing my feet. He began rubbing my toes one after the other. Then he rubbed the arch of my foot, slowly massaging his way expertly to my heel. After finishing one foot thoroughly, he moved on to the other. As I feel myself relax, I lay back on the bed enjoying the pampering.“Do you like that, love?” he asked, I reply with a ‘hmmm’. Suddenly, he draws one of my.