I began to rub my moist clit with one hand and slid 2 fingers from my other hand inside myself. With Chris sucking my nipples and my hands franticly r...ubbing my clit and finger fucking my wet pussy it wasn’t long before I was screaming as I came right there and then on the back seat of the taxi as the driver watched me. We arrived back at the hotel, Chris paid the driver, who was smiling like a Cheshire cat for some reason!! And we made our way into the hotel to take the lift up to our room.. There’s a fever just like that Spanish flu of the other year taking hold up at Frank Wolf’s spread. One of the hands died from it yesterday and now Wolf himself is abed. The men are leavin’ as fast as they can.’ ‘Who’s left to take care of the sick?’ Ada asked out of instinct. She hadn’t forgotten her training in Native American cures nor the horror of the Spanish flu. ‘Ain’t gonna be anyone alive up there in a couple of days,’ one of the riders answered. ‘And there’s no telling whether it will. Just as I was about to click the "LEAVE" button, I realized... How do they know how old I am? So I clicked "I'M 18, ENTER SITE" instead. Suckers...The first picture that greeted me was of a character from Sailor Moon. (don't ask me how I knew that). She was on her back with her hands tied up over her head and her shirt was ripped open down the middle. Her massive tits were shiny and slick looking and appeared to be dripping with sweat or some other liquid. A shredded strip of her shirt was. For obvious reasons, it would not be appropriate for any of us to go to a reviewal or a funeral. I'm not sure that any of us would even want to."I don't want to pretend that this is our own memorial service, or anything like that. What Elaine and I want is for all of us to understand that others have the same feelings about Greg. Maybe it's hatred. Maybe fear. Whatever it is, I'm sure someone else here feels the same way."I'm certainly no psychologist, but I think we can all help each other by.