I walked to the bed and got under the blankets with her. She turned her back to me. So, there we were, like two spoons in a drawer. It was a little aw...ward, no natural entwining of the legs, hands nervously avoid touching now-off-limit places. But it was cold, . . . and she grabbed my arm and put it around her. That reminded me of when I’d feel her hand reach over for the blankets and cover my bare shoulders. All those little things she did, I know she loved me. Don’t know what happened, but I. She never blew me like this she was breathing hard because she was so turned on. Back on me Rob said. And she went right back to sucking his cock slow and sensuality.Vigorous he said and Lisa started sucking him hard.Rob grabbed Lisa by the hair and thrust hard into her mouth and deep. He pulled out and ram jammed it right back in. When he would pull out,Lisa would take as much air as she could. Hey watch this, Rob said he tugged on Lisa’s ear lobes and she started tonguing his balls. Give that. The material was silky feeling, and slippedover his head easily. He looked through the jewelry box and found aplain silver chain he had given Cheree on her last birthday. He put thataround his neck. While it was fairly loose on Cheree, it fit him morelike a choker necklace. He turned back to the closet in search of shoes.He tried on almost every pair of shoes Cheree had, but almost all weretoo small. Any heels were small enough that his toes either stuck outthe front, or the heel stuck out. It wasn't even a viable life. You were alone and frightened." Damned right it's different!" she shouted. "Don't give me all the crap about viability and only ten weeks and not a crime. I've heard it all from Dr. McCall. I wasn't raped. I wasn't drugged or forced. I murdered the fruit of our love. I aborted a little piece of us. That little fetus was our son or daughter. He wasn't a rapist or a murderer. He wasn't a monster. He didn't deserve to die. I thought I was being brave and doing what.