Now I could sleep.But sleep would not come. I lay there, covers kicked off, arms spread out in exhaustion, and I could still feel Billy's lips on by n...ipples, his hand rubbing my crotch from outside my panties. I tossed and turned, wondering when we could be together alone. Covering myself and curling into a fetal position, I masturbated again, digging my fingers deep inside me. Finally the physical pleasure of release overtook the mental pain, and then I slept.In the morning, mom and I were. She can feel his tongue probing, searching, and finding first one hard nipple, then the other. He suckles, not quite like a child, and soon she is lost in the lust and need she feels coursing through her veins. He lifts her naked body and carries her to the rug before the fireplace. Lowering her gently to the floor, he stretches out beside her. His hands continue to roam over her flesh, and she moans softly as a tear escapes from the corner of her eye. He quickly kisses it away,. It was a tough decision.I grabbed my stuff and went to take my shower. When I came back, I put my underwear on before dropping my robe, then finished getting dressed. We went to breakfast and Jennifer ate enough to satisfy me. With breakfast finished, we went down to the basement to hang out and talk. Melanie said she’d join us in a bit.“How are you doing today, Jen?” I asked.“Better. I guess eating and sleeping properly helps. I’m still pretty depressed and upset. I just wish I could fix. I'm not in school, I'm working from home and was never one to have friends, but at the very least I was finally settling into my new place and it was feeling really good.I felt embarrassed still living at my parent's house at twenty-three, so I made a change for myself.So for the first time in my life, I'm on my own. That is if you don't count having a roommate.As far as roommates go, however, I consider myself lucky.I can count on one hand the amount of conversations we’ve had. Most (if not.