Again, Nigel's body jerked, but he stayed quiet. Drip, drip, drip, I let more wax fall, and slowly lowered my hand. Nigel was looking at me wide eyed,...but stayed completely quiet. I slowly moved down his body, and slowly let the temperature of the wax increase by lowering my hand. Nigel's spasms seemed most satisfying (to me at least) when the wax hit his thighs. So tender. Next, I held the candle only a foot or so above Nigel's nipples and dripped enough to cover each in turn. As well as. Alice? You have one hundred forty-three credits remaining." She had plenty of money for eggs and pancakes. "That's all," she said, waiting for me. I looked down at my banana and toast; and held out my hand, hoping I had enough to pay for it. The scanner chimed and I breathed in relief. It was a lucky morning for me. Sometimes I could only afford the free coffee. "Anything else...Maddison?" the food service computer asked me. "You have twenty-one credits remaining." "Twenty-one?" I asked. . Fortunately the ER records were clear evidence of Abby’s plight, and the judge had awarded her sufficient alimony that she and Tyler could live comfortably on her entry-level job until she acquired some experience. They had changed cities, moved far away with the judge’s permission. Tyler’s father was only granted visitation with supervision, so they didn’t expect to see or hear from him much.Moving into a larger city had seemed a good idea when she looked for places to go. More jobs, more. Most guys I've fucked last only a fraction of Nick. I lost count of how many times I came, but he kept going. A lot of guys with cock about that size use them like battering rams. One guy left my pussy so sore there wasn't really much pleasure. But Nick was a good fuck....really good. He might rank as the best...." I reached down and gingerly touched her clitoris. She winced slightly but made no comment to stop. Within moments I felt it begin to harden under my fingertip. "He wanted to stick.