Colleen filled Rebecca in on our news, and she crawled into my lap to sympathize with me.What I was feeling is hard to explain. Part of me was thrille...d that the person who had my mother killed and ordered my death was experiencing the full nature of judgment. It worried me that I was so willing to embrace violence as the answer to my tragedies.Rebecca sensed my confusion and said, "What they did to you was horrible. It's Ok to want them dead. Don't torture yourself for being glad he's gone.. .we can play on the bearskin rug in front of a roaring fire.Kandy felt her nipples hardening and her clit swell as she pictured the four of the playing in front of the fire.After the introduction, the men got the luggage as the two women chatted. Jennifer spoke first, “Did Mark tell you I am bi Kandy?”“Yes and I am dying to play with you, as I have just started having some great bi-experiences and I love them.”“Oh baby, I can just imagine what we can do to drive the men wild? Why don’t you go. It was pretty pathetic, hanging out in Sándor’s nightmare, struggling to not cry. Struggling, and failing. Sobs broke through, and she leaned into Jennifer as she felt the misery course through her. At this point, she recognized the pains, and could anticipate the phases she’d go through, the way the ache would change over the minutes, until it either exhausted her, or turned to rage. She did her best to stay quiet, to let the agony do its thing, torment her, rip her stomach open and her organs. ”I held up my arms, “I don’t always know what’s best for me, but once I get the hint, I’m damn good.”I felt her settle down and relax. I left her talking to the girls, as I went to fetch us coffee and donuts from the coffee shop on the corner. I knew Mila and Sally only had another twenty minutes left on their lunch break, so I knew they wouldn’t be talking for that much longer.She was closing the call as I returned. I sat nursing my coffee as Zoe finished.She smiled at me, “Sally told me, I’m.