This was Mr. Big himself. “Pardon my French,” I apologized to her. “You can’t be serious?” “I am deadly serious,” she said. “This i...s Hollywood, lady. Everybody screws everybody else,” But she didn’t look like she was kidding. I was beginning to feel sorry for her. I started to stimulate my clit again. Masturbating was one of my habits that helped me to think better. Steadying myself by holding onto the taps of the shower with one hand, I snuck a finger into my pussy and continued to rub my. " I stuttered, "Where am I?" It's the hospital." Duh..." I wasn't so stupid. What else could it be? "What..." It's Millinocket sweetie," the nurse said. Millinocket... Millinocket..."Isn't it in Maine?" Yes." Huh..." I wasn't actually sure but Maine sounded like I was here beforeTHIS happened to me. But Millinocket? I knew that name but I'd never hadbeen there before. How did I get here? Maybe I really was that kid anddidn't remember who I was but did remember my previous life? Anyway,. He honestly thought that the only reason she hadn’t twigged what was going on between them was that it was so outlandish it would never occur to anyone. But with enough close calls and odd behaviour ... she would start adding up all the strange circumstances, and want to know what was happening in her house.He knew that the answer to his problems was right in front of him; he could give his mother a ring.But he could never ... Jason shuddered at the thought of controlling his lovely, perfect. But ever-resourceful Colette came to my aid. Lifting my hand from between her legs she brought it up to my face and pushed a wet index finger between my lips. It tasted warm and salty. “Now kiss me, cherie, “she demanded, “so that I can taste my quim juice?” Once again – in the middle of our sexy clinch - she gently quivered. She stroked my cheeks tenderly and smiled. “Ever done that before?” I shook my head. “Ever had sex with a woman?” Again, I had to confess I hadn’t.Colette clutched my hand.