She was really hot this afternoon and time was moving fast so she soon rolled from side to side once more, just seconds away from coming. Then suddenl... she heard it again. It started out as a whisper. This was definitely not something in her room. It was in her head!"Do it! Do it! Do it!" the voice whispered. "Faster, Indigo! Faster!"With each new stroke it grew exponentially until her head was full of a roaring choir of voices. The increase was so sudden it made her bolt to upright. She stared. ”With that she handed each of us a kit and sent us off. The shower was big enough for two and it was an interesting experience, if “interesting” means “really awkward.” At any rate we were back in fifteen minutes or so to find Mom nude and relaxed in one of the easy chairs. She had two dildos, one larger, one smaller, on the coffee table in front of her. There was one of those strappy contraptions alongside the dildos and a couple of tubes of something.When we’d settled on the couch. She would shut up, she wouldn't go, and she would learn six ways to kill a rapist with a dull stick.Two days later Rachel came home. Working the rodeo for the past week had been exhausting. She had functions to do at the rodeo grounds; she had to keep up with her office in Topeka, and then there were social functions most nights. In her hotel room bed she missed the calming presence of Rolly. Even when he wasn't with her back home he was close enough that she could drive over to see him, or he. ”“And you’re sad about that?”“Yeah, Squirt, about both.”“You have to make your own decision in the end. You said so yourself.” She sighed and continued, “Did you guys fight? Or was it friendly?”“Hottest sex we’ve ever had.”“Big brother, what is it with you and having wild sex when you break up with girls? First Becky, Now Joyce.”“This was different!” I smirked, “We had wild sex first, then she basically broke it off.”“But still!” Stephanie protested.I chuckled. There wasn’t really anything else.