He got quite close to me, then carefully with his face near mine lips almost touching he whispered, “wrap your arms and legs around me babe” I was...so dazed I didn’t even argue. I tried to raise my arm up but my muscles were really weakend by whatever they put in me, I did try but I couldn’t move, seeing me fail he adjusted my legs for me so that he had me spread wide for him, my lubed asshole could feel the air, now he placed his hand on the floor, he looked like a gorilla, my legs were wrapped. I didn't, but I nodded anyway. She stopped to gather her thoughts. ?Alyson is like her mother, just more so.? She began. The puzzle pieces began to come together. ?Her mother has a very...healthy...sexual appetite as well. Not as great as Alyson's, but pretty large, nevertheless. Her father married her at a fairly early age. He was in love with her, knew that she had been quite active, sexually. She wasn't known as the school slut or whore, but a lot of the boys knew that if. In the morning I told Ainsely I wanted her to go to church. Having been brought up in the church, she knew where to go and what to do, although she admitted to me she was a little uncomfortable there after what she'd been doing.“Don't you think I should be here in case Javon comes over?” she asked with this sad hopeful expression.“Honey, you know that no matter where he is and what he's doing, he's probably sleeping in this morning. That's my bet. That's why I'm going to go looking for him now.. I don't know, a hand in a glove? As we sat there, the brook tinkling over a weir behind us, I glanced down at the stumps of her legs and experienced a surge of anger at the mutilation of this young woman thanks to one person's stupidity. She obviously sensed something in my mood, because she twisted toward me."Are you ... is this ... okay, John?" Very okay," I said, "I could get used to this."She didn't say anything else and after maybe five minutes she eased away. It was really a bit too warm.