25 ... I can’t count the number of times I wished I were 16 or 17 again. When I could do wild stuff without a whole lot of consequences. I’m not t...alking about burning down a building. I’m talking about playing hooky and going to the shore or taking off and just doing nothing for an entire day.“Adults don’t get to do that very often. If you skip work, they fire you. If you don’t pay the mortgage, they kick you out on the street. You get a week or two every year when you can just drop everything. Lucy was afraid that Lorrie might be on drugs to keep her energy up. I finally confronted Lucy.“So Lu, should we send her home?” I asked.“She will just run away, if we send her back to the holler,” Lucy said. “She needs to go into rehab, if she is hooked on speed. She also needs to start getting more sleep whatever she is on.”“You need to figure out what to do. She is getting to be a danger to herself and our operation,” I said. I kept remembering her confession in the waiting room of the ‘Doc. "I sucked on her clitoris poking out of its hood and then glided my tongue down her gushing slit to her hole. I felt a wetness on my face as she pushed down. There was the feint taste of the familiar tanginess to her juices that I adored, her sweetness lingering on the nose like a fine wine, and I flicked her clitoris faster and faster. She squealed, her muscles contracted and she slumped forward.I glided my tongue away from her clit and poked her hole a couple of times, before flicking her. Lori was moaning louder, and I knew her well enough that she was feeling the beginning tremors of an orgasm. With Ashley’s massive tits in my face I instinctively reached out and began sucking one of her big pink nipples. Other than the significant size difference her tits were the larger version of her mother's perfect melons. Lori open her eyes long enough to garner a big smile saying that my girl, she just opened her mouth and Ashley took the que and the two began kissing I was playing with.