"You ask me why? Why Tom look at you crying like a baby. You're a wimp I've had enough of pretending you were the boy for me!...now I've had a real ma... fuck me... I want nothing your pathetic wimpy cock or you can offer me..So fuck off and leave me alone!" I stood there with tears running down my cheeks, shaking with shock. I could even feel myself begin to wet myself, and rushed off to my dorm where I locked the door and sobbed uncontrollably for the next two hours. I convinced myself my life. "Mmm" Rachel moaned. "Oh god yes!" Emma was a natural. Then she felt Emma's tongue explore her clit "yes!" Rachel moaned. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Rachel gasped one more time as she gushed over her sisters face. "Oh my god Emma not only are you a good whore you're a good pussy licker too."Emma felt Rachel lift herself off of her face and Emma gasped for as much as she could. Rachel was talking but Emma wasn't listening. She saw Rachel come back over but this time she was facing away from Emma.Rachel. "Is that you?"It couldn't be her! When Maria and I had brought Bessie in last Thursday she'd been a basket case, and we'd been told it'd be at least a week, maybe two before they'd even have the parts, and who knew how long it would take to get her put back together. Maybe it was some other bike, an attempt to substitute it for Bessie. I'd heard of parents trying to do that when a beloved pet died, and it just isn't the same."Shit!" Horace snorted rudely, breaking the spell. "Can't be. We. "We met when I demonstrated for her class the helicopter I flew." A very fortunate turn of events," she said. "But suppose you hadn't met her that day? Suppose she had been sick or there had been some emergency that would have precluded you from demonstrating your aircraft for her. What would have happened in your life then? Would you have gone on searching for that perfect woman until you found her? Or would you have married someone else because you thought it was time to get married?"Again he.