Before I left work I called her and told her I was going to the gym and would be home by 630. She just told me to hurry up for my surprise. I did the ...best I could to get my workout in and get out of the gym in a reasonable amount of time.When I got home I could smell the food outside the door of my apartment. The funny part is that I had to knock on my own door to get in. When she answered the door she was still wearing the green dress from earlier and had an old fashion apron on over it. It. I was treading an extremely dangerous path now, trying to force in enough nutrition as fast as was safely possible so that she would have some meager internal body strength to fight the excruciating pains of drug withdrawal. I wasn't even sure that performing this balancing act was even possible. The doctors on those TV medical dramas would probably have immediately put her into some sort of drug induced coma for a week or two and filled her full of nutrient IV's, feeding tubes, and machines. How immodest of me, I thought. Who cares, I thought again. I took some Kleenex and essentially wiped my ass. I dabbed up the come and oil. I suspect it was at this moment that I realized my goddess days were finished. I was just a woman now, a very earthbound creature beset with the same sticky, fleshy preoccupations of all earth’s creatures. I was okay with that. “Hey, Charlie, could you get me a beer please?” I tossed the Kleenex aside. I needed something cold to drink. “Absolutely,” I. "Why don't we get Mabel to masturbate us? It would be fun for both of us, George," Frank suggested. "One at a time or both together? I'd like to do it either way," she said. "Both together and perhaps George and I could do it for you?" "That would mean that I'd have fingers from both of you in my pussy and I would be holding two cocks, one in each hand. I want to try it!" I stood on one side of Mabel and Frank stood on the other. He and I already had erections and she took one in each hand..