Sun was just peeking over the horizon casting a pure white light that turned the violet blue sky into royal blue.Harold had passed away. Betty was dis...traught, understandably so, and she asked if I could look after Amelia for a few days while she came to terms with Harold’s death, made funeral arrangements, informed their friends.I, of course, didn’t hesitate and told her I would.I’d never been exposed to silent tears. I didn’t cry, myself. However, as silent tears welled up in Amelia’s. I laid in bed and had a battle with myself... Do I shut off the movie and roll over and hope not to get caught or do I continue and act like I didn't hear him come in... I decided to keep on going so I turned the volume up on the tv and pretended that I was in my own little world. I could feel him staring at me from the doorway but I just kept on playing with my clit, I did however decide to put on more of a show. I was moaning and really pushing hard when I squirted at one point reaching down. She was less than gentle, pressing it firmly into my anal canal as far as it would go. Then I found out what she had in mind. “Massaging the prostate often hastens ejaculation, so I will do that in conjunction with masturbating you. If you can withhold your release a few times, you will have accomplished tremendous control.” That was easy for her to say, but her fingertip tickling my prostate, coupled with her slippery fist pounding my shaft was excruciating. It somehow excited me terribly. The same goes for any blood types we currently don't have on hand. They can also treat anyone else who's sick, or potentially anyone of their own blood type they can, assuming they have enough to continue." Who is this 'we' you speak of, Kimosabe?" Betty asked good-naturedly."I think that's clear enough. You, Mattie, Monique and Natalie can cover the four points of the compass." What if they encounter someone like those fake cops?" Melissa asked, clearly concerned with sending out defenseless.