.. really... go on... go get dressed and come back." Okay... it'll only take me a minute. Karen, wait here I'll be right back." Michelle said to Karen... still standing in front of the t.v. watching the scene from Oregon. Michelle hurried out the front door, her panty clad ass swaying as she practically ran to her house."Karen... Carol told me to be strong... she told me she would be okay..." I mumbled.Karen moved to where I was and sat in my lap, taking my hand in hers. Suddenly, as if triggered. Crawling to my feet, I exit the glass casing. Going over to the sink drawer, I find my waterproof vibrator. With it in hand, I return to the steaming confines of the shower. Flipping the on switch, I quickly place it at my lips. Not entering me yet, I just slowly and sweetly rub it across my sex, loving the feel of it sending currents of pleasure through me. Knowing it still won’t satisfy me, I go for the pain-pleasure I enjoy so well. Raking my nails across my hard, rosebud nipples, I dig. I can hear you moaning under your breath. Trying to remain calm, but slowly loosing control. You can see the drops forming on my tip, and begin to crawl over to me as I sit on the stairs. Putting down a pillow as to not hurt your knees, your legs open wide making sure that I can still see you from behind in the mirror. With one hand braced behind me and the other with a firm grip on your toy, you tell me to take my hand away because you want to taste me. Kissing on the tip, and circling the. He didn't need that kind of crap, so he adjusted his chair to one side, to block the camera's view, in case the techs had been so idiotic as to try that. He knew a filing cabinet prevented them putting the camera low on the other side."I'm Jim Harper. Thank you for being so gracious about all this," he said, opening the interview. "I'm sorry to have had to ask you to come in for a statement."She waved a hand in the air, and then settled long, sculptured nails down on the tabletop again, with a.