The teddy bear that had been so photogenic a few weeks ago sat smugly on the chair in front of the computer. I guessed he probably lived on the bed wh...n visitors weren't around. Beyond the teddy bear, next to the computer, Sharon had hung a photo collage of about a dozen pictures inside a single frame. I moved closer for a better look.Almost all of the pictures were of Sharon and Allen. Most were of them together, dressed up like they were going out, or hanging out casually cuddling. I. ...." he moaned. His fingers stopped short of penetrating my hole. "that is the wettest pussy I have ever felt. I guess you do enjoy being such a little cock tease."He pulled his fingers out of my pussy. I cringed and felt guilty a little. He looked completely overwhelmed and flustered. I didn't want the guy to have a heart attack and croak!He leaned out to make sure that no one was coming. My eyes were drawn to his throbbing cock, still standing at attention. It was clear he was so. Pulling out of his arms I raced out of the living room and out of the house. I ignored Robert’s voice calling after me. * I don’t know how I got to my friend Sheila’s house. One minute I was standing on our doorstep crying and the next I was pulling up in front of her house. Even to this day I don’t know. I remember walking up and knocking on the door. When Sheila opened it, I fell into her arms. She kept her arms around me as we went upstairs to her room not saying anything to each other. Once. By the time John chauffeured us from Shay's and turned his car into the Greenwall driveway, I was ready to crash. Physically, the girls had put me through the ringer. However, it was the emotional roller coaster of the previous evening that really had me on the ropes. From the anxiety about Shay's parents possibly discovering Mia on our date to seeing Mr. Rapist and the Bitch at the restaurant to the confession about me and Mom, it made for a pretty draining evening.Mia must have felt the same.