“As a matter of fact, Ben, I do need some attention down there, and I’ll teach you the way I like it, if you want to learn?”“Yes, yes, I would... Miss Sylvia. I love licking a girl down there, just tell me how you want me to do it!”Sylvia took him directly to her bedroom. “Sit down here on the floor by the bed while I undress and you can look up my skirt some more,” she said. She reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties and took them off.She stepped close and stood over him as he sat. She laid what looked to him like a dozen pair ofred panties out on the counter. She told him he should have his ownpanties and not have to borrow hers. Jerry asked, "Do they all have to be so feminine with all thatlace and ruffles? Couldn't you find some plain ones?" Margaret told him, "No, all the red ones were like this. Besidesthe sexier the panties the sexier you will feel. Now, go put themin your underwear drawer." He took them and when he tried to put them in the drawer therewasn't. He said a silent "thank you" to God for letting him know that he'd made the right decision...Mary Hogan reported for work as usual at nine o'clock on Friday morning, September 13, and started scanning through the files of the new patients that had been admitted to the hospital since the previous afternoon. She stopped when she spotted the name she'd been hoping to see. A slow evil smile widened her thin lips as she realized she would finally be able to take revenge on the woman who'd stolen her. Her temperature was now begging to approach the low 100s. She could feel her sweat dripping into the carpet. Sora could feel everything that happened next in slow motion. A wave burst from her stomach and slowly moved up her throat. Inami was directly in front of her. She had to aim somewhere else. She could feel her husbands old guitar behind her and expensive furniture flanking her sides. There was only one way to go. Sora aimed her head down and spat puke all over her dress. Tears rolled.