Think of anything that will help you concentrate and not feel like you're walking on foam rubber.She made it to the table, barely and had to put her h...ead down. She spoke softly to Marley. "It's me, don't say anything."After the first initial gasp of surprise, Marley was quiet, listening."I'm in worse shape than I thought. I can barely walk, concussion I think." She took some deep breaths, trying to stop from being sick. "We are going to have to help each other. I'm going to find that knife and. Of course I would take her back."Caroline, shh... quiet." She looked at me through eyes rimmed with tears, simultaneously fearful and expectant. I felt her breasts pressing against my arm, her breathing deep, deceptively calm, though she was on the verge of flight, her entire body coiled and taut.I put what I hoped was a comforting arm around her shoulders, drawing her close to me."It's okay," I whispered, stroking the damp hair from her face, kissing salty tears from her cheeks. "I love. I dreamt I was a fisherman," I replied, smoothing downmy hair a bit."Well, drink your juice and take you acne pill," she said, eyeing myjeans and silk pajama top.I thought about declining, but instead, just took the pill and swallowedthe entire glass of juice in one long guzzling gulp. I put down my glassand beat my chest like Tarzan. "Me feel very strong today!" I said withas low and grumbly a voice as I could muster. It didn't have the desiredeffect. I just couldn't generate a low. Only this one was a female gym teacher Mrs. Meyers. Both were naked and they were in a 69 as well as both using a strap on dildo on the other. I came quick looking at these pics. I couldn't believe my find. I was looking at Mrs. Brown differently now. Every time I saw her I was undressing her with my eyes and wishing that I could fuck her. I would get a hard on just being in her presence. It was getting difficult. Finally I got a plan as to what I was going to do. I printed a few of the pics.