I placed my hand on his and squeezed it lightly, offering a sympathetic smile. Im sorry. What happened? I asked, not meaning to pry, but curious to kn...ow what had broken them up. They seemed like such a happy couple. Its been almost a year, Rachel, he stated, letting go of my hand. She wont .. you know. I mean, you know I love her. If sex is all I wanted in the first place, I wouldnt have waited a year. I was surprised at his frankness. John and I had been friends since we were in the fifth. "The rest of my suggested changes were accepted as well and Mel wasn't asnegative as I thought she might be. I think it had something to do with the fact we all now had an awarenessof what we almost lost and there was a new and reinvigoratedappreciation for each other.It was after a long day in the studio and Mel and I were sittingtogether outside having a beer when she said, "Mi I owe you an apology,and I have wanted to say it but I chickened out. I know I can be abitch, that time you rewrote. While he stroked my pussy massaging my thighs and fingered me he “happened” to be pressing his groin against my right hand. I totally felt his hard-on I shifted my hand to push against him a little but I didn’t make any bold moves. He was now finger fucking me with one hand not full penetration but he was sliding his finger past my cunt lips and the other was massaging my ass or the inside of my thigh I don’t remember but he suddenly pulled one hand away his one hand left on me was going back. And then, after a timeless span of perhaps ten minutes, Eddie went into the neighbor's yard, scaled the wall, and dropped into the steamy back yard. He found Dayna and Jason, pulling her off of Melvin, who was clearly not going to be revived.The attic and most of the top floor collapsed into the bottom floor as he called Margo.For Margo, it was busy. Word that the house was gone was secondary to the news Dayna and Jason were on their way to the hospital and Melvin was dead.And while the staff.