"I think I am," she responded. From the hand that was holding the bikini aside to expose her cunt, a finger extended and found its way into her bald s...atch. "Oh yeah, a little wet." she said."Ooh, rub your bikini bottom into your wet pussy for Stevie." I commanded. "Are you ready for me to cum all over your ass and bikini? I'm so hard." I said."I can't wait!" Katie said. "I hope you shoot a huge load of cum all over my teeny blue bikini."And with that, I felt an explosion move up from my balls. I put my hands onto his back, and had him really close to me. After a few minutes, I felt bad. Ted, and I were married, and had a baby on the way. I knew Ted was fine with it, but it was still on my mind."My mom didn't freak you out, did she?" Tommy pondered."No, but it was a little weird. After the fifth time she told me, anyway," I replied.Then Mandy laid down right next to us, Jack got right on top of her."We thought you could use some company," Mandy mentioned."Thank you, I guess," I. I cut him a little to show him I meant what I said. He needed several stitches to close the cut. He never touched me again and there were times I didn't even see him for months." Why didn't you divorce him?" Ed asked."The abuse started immediately after we got married. After years of being told that you aren't really a woman, you start believing it yourself. I have no family and no close friends, so where could I go? After the rape, I was content to just be left alone."Ed reached for her and. No, pick anything,” Mark said in a gasp as he ran up the stairs two at a time. Then he slowed down a bit, deciding he had to pace himself. “It’s not the tumbler pattern. It’s the order of the zones that’s important. Emily! Aggie! Aggie, can you call out the carriage numbers as the doors open? And Emily, can you record them? The floor numbers too if you want Aggie; but it’s the carriage numbers that are critical.”“Sure, Mark. I can do that,” replied Aggie.“Sounds like a very good idea,” added.