” She sniffed. “I want this, but I don’t know what’s going to happen.”“So what’s the worst that can happen?”She teared up. “He’ll ...et on top of me ... And he’ll push here...” She touched her abdomen. “ ... and I’ll...”Tricia nodded. “Piss all over him. I understand.”Annie sniffed again and wiped her eyes. “I want this, but I want it to be special. And I don’t want to have to worry about what all my body is going to do. What it looks like down there. Whether I cleaned everything...”Tricia. She lowered her eyes and I noticed they rested on the tent my pants were making."I'm sorry? What's that?" I half stood up and cocked my ear closer."I guess I could help you with the story you are writing, or something if you want." she said shyly."you, mean with the editing-the grammar and plot line and stuff?" I said in disbelief. "You know it's not writing for a family audience, it's a bit racy; X-rated even." I know, I've been reading it over your shoulder...", she said pointedly. She. I now knew that I had a confidante in Lyna. She saw me at my most vulnerable and did not kick me or back away. She took me in her loving embrace and reminded me what I had to live for. I would not think of Sonya for a while, but my life would become very strange in the near future (well stranger than usual, at least).When we got back to the house, we walked into the huge eat-in kitchen to see Jontar sitting at the big table and the women folk were milling around. I knew I needed to start. He grabs your lathered sponge and rubs it against your breast. You slowly slide it around the bottom of your breast and back up to the top. The sponge catches your hard nipples, which sends shivers through your body. Lowering his hands onto your stomach, you feel the warm water release and run between your legs. The water makes you softly moan. You imagine his hand touching yours and placing it just above your hot pussy. He guides your hand over your clit as you raise your leg up.