"But what? I mean, who? HOW??" shestuttered.Michelle grinned. "Marie told me you were going to be alone. Iwas going to come up, but then, I got a b...etter idea. I calledthe guys in your rogues gallery and asked if they could come herefor the day." And I," Sandy cut in, "Spent the whole day fixing them up." shesnorted inelegantly. "NEEDED the whole damn day, too. Forgotevery blessed thing we taught 'em, Jane, the lot of 'em." But the ghost, I mean, how did you do that?" Holography, Aunt. Still moving slow as if trying not to make any noise I gently I stroke her lips with my fingers as if trying to calm down a pet bunny rabbit.My fingers start to drift lower and lower until I’m rubbing her moist eject button and then I open the lube bottle with my other hand and pour a generous serving all over the bottom half of her lips as if lubing up for a quickie, letting it drip down between her buttocks and onto my fingers. I rub it in as if it’s sun screen then pour even more jelly, this. I wanted my time alone. My pussy was aching for a bit more action; that one orgasm earlier was simply not going to be enough for me today. Before I went to college, I had gotten at least two in a day, but it had become so much more different recently. Cravings stronger, sudden throbbing eruptions I found myself begging for more time alone all the time. I lay back on the couch hung one leg off the side, pulled up a porn site I like looking through, read some new stories, I found one by a friend,. .Now look at our movie stars: Tom Cruise (a gay midget!) and Johnny Depp (looks like he smells bad, probably can't throw a football), while all I have to do is see Will Smith, Denzel Washington, even Samuel Jackson or Morgan Freeman to make me wet! And don't get me started on Mr T!And the biggest white musician? Justin Bieber! I don't have to say any more, right?While THEY have sex gods like Seal, Akon and all those sexy thug rappers like Gucci Mane, etcSo you can't blame me, right?I mean, if.