Not a lot, but it was unmistakable. I felt it.I saw it. My tits grew probably half a cup size in a matter of seconds.I came with an intensity I didn...'t think was possible. It was primal;visceral; uncontrollable. It really was like a perfect pinnacle hadbeen reached, and I was a slave to its capture. My pussy clamped downon my fingers and didn't let them escape as they continued to claw at myg-spot. My thumb simply pressed full-force into my clit; I was unable,or maybe just unwilling, to do. That same old look with her head tilted sideways, like a confused dog."Okay. Come with me." She got behind me and wheeled me in to the room with the TV, her bedroom. Or perhaps our bedroom."This isn't exactly how I'd planned to do this but..." From behind me she grasped my right hand and she cuffed me to the wheel. "I hope you're comfy there, because you're not moving until we're done. Could take a while." What the hell, Carolyn? What are you... ?" Really, Rob. It'll be easier to do this my. I was at a loss for words, I wrote the same line and then erased it for the third time when a knock at the door interrupted. I opened the door and said ‘I’m sorry Mrs. Roberts. I know it’s late. I’ll turn the music down.’ ‘I have always said that if it’s too loud, you’re too old,’ drawled a very male voice. Jax leaned against my doorjamb with a cigarette hanging Humphrey Bogart style from his mouth. ‘What are you doing darkening my doorstep at this hour?’ I asked him. ‘Jim Beam helped me. ‘That means she’s off men, even for a no-sex date.’ Frowning, Avon said that was probably correct. ‘Look, how about this. One day soon I’ll fly to Buffalo for lunch with Nova. We’ve planned to do that. She’ll come by bus. As we are coming out of the restaurant we’ll bump into you and I’ll introduce you and we’ll go back inside for a drink where you’ll find she is from Ripley and you’ll offer to give her a ride home, saying you live not far from there. She’s bound to ask what you do for a living.