"Um, speaking of apologies... I spoke with Nicki yesterday."Silence."Jordan?" How is Annika?" Very well, actually. She was offered an associate editor...ship on U.S. News, working out of DC." She must be happy with that, being so close to home," I said tonelessly."She asked about you." I didn't respond, so she continued. "She couldn't bring herself to call or write, because she thought you hated her." Why should I hate her? Just because she snuck around with Olivia behind my back, and didn't have. Not to insult ferrets. x-x-x-x For a few moments, Connie could only hear her own heart beating in the silence. She couldn't move, couldn’t even think. She kept her arms crossed in front of her as though they were holding her body together. "Connie." Simon started over to her. That snapped her back. She shook her head, backed quickly into her room and closed the door. Once on the other side, she locked it, leaned back against the wall, slid down to the floor, and started crying. How could that. Tom also observed how those inner pussy lips could sometimes splay themselves wide apart and fold back over the outer lips giving Tom a very inviting view of a very lovely vagina ... very lovely indeed!It was while Tom was scrutinizing his mother’s vagina that he decided he needed to get up and go for a walk around the complex. He could feel his penis beginning to swell again and he still wasn’t quite ready yet to have a total stiffy in front of his mother over her pussy lips. Even though he. Let’s see how far I can get without waking her... Resting my palm on her stomach, my fingers hovering above her pussy. Moment of truth time; can I put my fingers on her without awakening her? Easing my fingers down, so lightly, so gently, so softly. Fingertips through the cloud that is her pubic hair. Might she feel this? But no; she doesn’t stir and her breathing doesn’t change. Contact! Two fingertips lightly touching her lips. Rest here for a moment before proceeding further. I’ve licked.