...., Florence....." Wat draag je overigens een afschuwelijke pyjama, Franc." Nicoline zei dat ook al, maar het is een heel gewone pyjama" Het past to...h helemaal niet bij de inrichting van de kamer en bij delakens en het dek van het bed." Ik...., ik slaap er toch alleen maar in...." Ik vind het geen gezicht. Ik zal eens kijken of ik iets anders kanvinden."Florence loopt naar de kasten en maakt een kast open. Ze rommelt evenwat en haalt iets te voorschijn. "Hier, ga maar naar de badkamer entrek. ” Sherry was saying, “I had to strike while the iron--”I wasn’t hearing much beyond a dull tone while the girls discussed the benefits and uses of warping more women to my will.I sat in silence. I stared forward. I didn’t like this. I didn’t want another Philia. I didn’t want the Philia I had. I twisted open the cap of the pill bottle. I poured three into my palm. Sherry grabbed my wrist.“You don’t need that many,” she shook her head. She picked out two pills from my palm and dropped the back. I started and as the rhythm increased she grabbed me wrapping her arms around me and then her legs engulfed me !"Harder Harder" she shouted "Fuck me me hard" Suddenly a big spurt came again from her pussy and I could feel it spasming, trying to force my cock out. I was going to remove it when she shouted !"Keep going don't stop... Oh fuck this is so good !".She was literally screaming now when, suddenly, Nat ran from the room. I stopped and so did Hazel. It broke the moment. I was almost there.. Then I read it again. On the third reading I decided that maybe it was for real. If it was it might be exactly what I was looking for.The hospital where I worked had just gone HMO and I could see that my days as the head nurse in the physical therapy department were numbered. At 35 years of age I had just gone through a very messy divorce and was dissatisfied with my life in general. My ten-year-old daughter and I lived with my mother because that louse of an ex-husband was able to convince the.