"It seems like an eternity doesn't it?" There was a pause and a smalllaugh. "I would feel sorry for you if I didn't know what you had done,but alas, y...u laying there in your own shit and piss is a fitting placefor someone such as yourself. I know it seems like you have been therefor years, I can hear it in your mind, but only two weeks have passed.Imagine what eternity would feel like."There was silence and then I felt cold water being poured over my bodyfrom above. I realized suddenly that I. A really shy girl, wearing a very modest suit that did a lot to hide that she had fairly large breasts she obviously didn’t want, said, “Have you heard of this app for autistic people to use. I think it is called something like Molly Speaks? She won’t even have to pay anything for her side, but for you it is something like a hundred bucks per device. My cousin is seventeen, autistic and non-verbal. He has never said a word to anyone, but when his folks found the app they gave it a try. Now he. I could see Ronnie adjusting his jeans. My wife still did not move or respond, so I reached down her side and slid the black panties partially down to uncover half her butt. I pulled my raging cock out of my shorts and touched it to her lips.My wife moved slightly as her eyes opened, and she gave me a stern look, saying: "You pervert, is anyone still here?" I tried my best to slide my cock into her mouth while she was talking and finally answered her: "Just Ronnie, everyone else left before you. .. if you like"She took one last draw then crushed it into the sand-filled container.The hostess asked if we wanted smoking or non. Cynthia looked at me. Shehad placed her sunglasses on top of her head. Her eyes still spoke ofmisfortune."Smoking," I answered for the both of us.We were led to the outdoor seating area. The Island Jazz Band was playingand the waiters were refilling the brunch selections. We took our seatsand Cynthia lit another cigarette, while the waitress took our drinkorder..