She took me hand and I followed her to her room. she striped to just her thong so Isis the same. She pushed me onto the bed then went to her dresser. ...she came back with a purple vibrator. she took of my thong and started rubbing my clit. rubbing her fingers through my juices. she turned on the vibrator and began rubbing it up and down my slit. I was already about to climax when I started moaning she used the vibrator into my sopping wet cunt and stole my virginity. I gasped and she stopped. “We can put you into a motel immediately.”Jake felt her dismay and kicked himself.“A motel won’t work, Jerry. She’s been held incommunicado since the accident. She needs human contact as much as she needs shelter. I’ll keep her with me until we think of something better. Given this turn of events, do you mind if I bring a date for dinner tonight?”“I’ll let Mattie know about the change of plans.”Jake rang off.“Nina, do you mind hanging out with me for a while? At least until we find a good place. I keep the SUV and my sanity. Cross me and you won't get anything. As soon as I pack my stuff I'm out of here. You'll be served from Vegas tomorrow or the next day, so leave the fax line open." He turned from her and half trotted up the stairs, feeling the crushing weight he had labored under for years slowly lift as he felt his freedom become more than a dream."What about our daughter, your daughter? Are you just going to leave her in the lurch? Doesn't your own flesh and blood mean anything. ”“Hawk, this gets rather convoluted, so please bear with me.”“I’ll try.”“Seven or eight years ago Constance, or Connie, was Candice’s secretary. About a year before the murder Connie lost a daughter to SIDS. Between her husband’s angry accusations and her depression Connie was a wreck. Candice tried to help her employee with some form of drug-induced hypnosis, but before she accomplished the task Candice and William Brockman’s affair became more serious.”“In what way?” asked Brenda.“Always the.