I'm feeling a little sick; and I don't know why." Mike smiled inwardly. "You've come to the right person. Why don't you tell me where and how it hurts...and I'll figure out what's wrong." Joyce just shook her head. "Now Joyce, if you don't tell me, I can't help you, can I? I'm almost a doctor not almost a magician, I can't read your mind to know what's wrong. Don't you trust me? If you don't, then you should go see the village's doctor." "No, no! I trust you, I came to find you... I don't want to. It's so thick," said Carly asshe picked up the dryer for the last time and checked one of the rods. "I think you are done, though. Let's get back in the chair one moretime." She led me back to her station."I grabbed lots of pins," she said, grinning, as she began to take therods out of my hair. "The curls look fabulous! Just like ScarlettO'Hara."With all of the rods out, she primped and pulled on the curls, eveningthem out across the back of my head. Then she expertly began acomplicated and. Even after five years of marriage we were still at it like sex crazed teenagers. Five nights a week was common. We gave up going to the gym on Saturday and Sunday because we would rather lie in bed and have glorious morning sex. Life couldn't be better than waking up with Shelly. I didn't think my life could be any more perfect.It all came crashing down three days after our fifth anniversary. I was scheduled to fly to Salt Lake City for a three day training session with one of our customers and. I furiously kept rubbing my clit almost to the point of ignorant bliss..juices running out of my pussy and then it hit so hard. One huge orgasm after another causing me to squirt as I rubbed more and more on my clit and flung my fingers in and out of my pussy. I cried out as I felt orgasm after orgasm rush through me and my legs trembling and pussy squeezing down hard. The creaking had never gone away and was now even more pronounced, it took a moment for my eyes to focus, but my ears were.