We will have to watch her closely. For the first time since she came to live with us, she wanted to eat near here for a late dinner. The noise always ...bothered her when we tried in the past. She crashed on the way home and slept another two hours. Without any modesty, she came over excitedly to show us her sketchbook. Her therapists started her drawing out her nightmares for them to work through them. Those were always dark, and hard to tell what exactly she drew. Today, they showed the front of. I want to hear you beg for me to penetrate you.We are rubbing all against each other, body temperatures rising and I finally indulge myself by slipping one finger inside of you. The look on your face of ecstacy is nearly enough for me to cum, but I concentrate on you, the way you breathe, and your perfect breasts.I finger you until you loosen a bit and I stick a second finger inside...slowly.....slowly. I make sure you feel every inch and at the same time, I have my thumb working your clit.You. I woke up to sheets of rain pelting the windows and a fog so thick that I couldn't even see Weeghman Park from my window. This was bad, since I really don't like rain because a lot of the more interesting people stay home. "Fuck" I growled as I stood at the window looking down at the city getting a huge shower. About 5' o'clock, with the Cubs game canceled, I called Woodard. "Hey, man, you working tonight?" "Actually, I just got off the morning shift. Only three arrests, even the hookers don't. ” Claire got up and went to him and cuddled him. “Awww, you’re not a pervert, at all,” she told him. “I know that,” he smiled. “I’ve read books and things and... and I know there are lots like me.” “I was telling Claire,” Karl cut in.” It’s more common than people seem to think. There are lots of guys out there who have the same fantasy but not many get to live it.” Claire kissed him. “You’re one of the lucky ones then,” she told him. “Thanks,” he smiled. “I... I really would like to watch.