It was almost three weeks before Linda could return to work and resume the life she’d had before the attack. We talked every day, and I visited her ...very chance I had. Her spirits mended faster than her body, and that gorgeous body that I was addicted to did a pretty good job of repairing itself too. Even the scars became lighter, although they bothered Linda a hell of a lot more than they worried me. Maybe the packaging was a little wrinkled, but the contents were just as beautiful as ever.It. It was up in her pussy all the way except for the very top of her slit.“I promise, Bandit will watch out for her, turn her leash loose and let her run with it dragging, if she starts to run off, I’ll tell Bandit to bring her back.”“Is he really that smart?”“Yes, put your hand on JoJo and toss the leather loop out behind her.”She looked at me, uncertain this would work, but she held JoJo’s little jeweled collar and tossed the end of the leash. It fell about three feet over in front of Bandit and. At least where she is sitting now she won't see me spying on her conversation."You are not going to believe the things that happened to me!" she said as I saw her slump down some in her seat."It started as soon as we got there .." she started to tell her story as I watched her feet go up on the edge of the coffee table. She slumped down further and I saw he knees rise with her legs spreading. Her knees fell to the sides,and I knew she was playing with her pussy.So the story goes ..We were. We became inseparable best friends and spent hours on the phone, telling each other everything and anything.A few months later, we had both broken off our relationships but were leery about dating each other. So, he found a new girlfriend, and I found a new boyfriend. And we continued to spend as much time with each other as possible. The other relationships didn’t last because we eventually realized that being best friends wasn’t enough.Risking our friendship, we agreed to try going out on a.