‘Yes!!!! Oh, yessss!!!’ Bobby was having trouble standing, as was Helen. Passion had robbed them of strength. Holding her against him, he backed t...ward a kitchen chair. As they moved, Bobby slid her jeans down and she stepped out of them. ‘We… should go…to the…the bedroom,’ Helen murmured, then she shuddered when Bobby took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began stroking it. Bobby couldn’t wait that long. He undid his pants with his free hand and pushed them down then he sat down. "Her mouth fell open just in time to catch the ribbon of burgundy that fell from the rim of his glass. He smiled down at her as he kept it coming, soon filling her mouth faster than she could swallow it. As it overflowed across her chin he followed with the glass, pouring a thin, steady stream over her breasts and belly, until it funneled between her legs, mixing with her own sticky nectar, finally trickling into a building puddle on the floor below."Decisions, decisions. What should I do with. "According to Noah and Al, that is plenty for both your bones and your organs. They are designed to replicate as the need arises," Bran explained."JJ and Blake, your batches will be ready in about twenty minutes. Collette's and Bill's will be ready about an hour after that. Let me get Kim's batch started, and then we can work on the fun stuff." Bran looked back at Caleb saying, "Go ahead and smear that on now, so we can figure out if Al screwed up. I trust Al, and I believe this will work.. . Sam?"I looked at Della."I have had an obsession with my hair since I was a little girl. It has been everything to me. It is beautiful but my hair defined WHO I was. Without my hair I was nothing. When I reached puberty I wanted to be Rapunzel. I wanted to let my hair down for a man to climb up a tall tower to rescue me from the evil wizard."Della paused."When no man came, I grew bitter. I didn't realise that my obsession with my hair was driving men away. They might be attracted by my hair.