"What you've put in your journal is..." He shakes his head back and fortha few times. "Beyond belief. If I didn't know any better I'd swear it wassome...strange fantasy with a loose science background."Nathan nods and sits down at the kitchen table. "But?" But I do know better. This thing is not some random virus that natureproduced. You alluded to that a few times and I'm inclined to agree." It's gotten even stranger since I gave you that journal." Nathan sighs."But it sounds like you wanted to. I grabbed a towel and started wiping the piss up off the floor and off the wall. Damn, it looked like I was smearing piss all over now so I stuffed the towel down in the waste basket and flushed the commode. I felt better now and I think I was walking better too as I went to the kitchen to get more wine for Gail and Lisa, I doubt that I’ll drink any more now.I walked over to the outside door and looked out, the girls were all sitting at the table with their heads down on their arms sound. His gut felt like his ulcers had developed ulcers. His fight to isolate himself from Susan for the last five weeks had created a scab of sorts over his pain. Now he felt that scab being slowly and very painful ripped off, leaving the open, putrefying sore.He knew Susan had a brilliant legal mind and courtroom skills to make her a legend... before he had derailed her career. Living with her had taught him that the legal system delivered many things, but rarely justice. He understood she could. I was happy with that, though the fact of them ignoring my pussy did tease me.Finally Bob knelt between my thighs and ran his fingers over and around and through my snatch. I know it was Bob because out of the corner of my eye I could see Don kneeling beside me again. He slid one hand beneath me, in the gap made by the cushion between my lower body and the mattress. His oily fingers found my erect clitoris. Bob’s fingers explored my entire slit, from one end to the other. Between the two men I.