That was the core of her despair. She didn't want to be alone but there was no one she wanted. There was no one who could take Bob's place. No one.For... now Jason was being a Saint. He was her strength. He was helping her through all of this. She deeply appreciated his help and yet, he suffered the same loss. Bob, his father, was gone too.If there was anything that she could do for Jason, it would be done. Even in her intense state of mourning, she recognized how great Jason's help had been. Yet,. Ted woke knowing his life was in for a change. He called Teddy’s room and when Pam answered he asked if she and Teddy and another woman who he didn’t know her name, but described Windtalker, could meet him and Marilyn for lunch? Pam confirmed they would meet him and Marilyn at 1pm.Ted looked at Marilyn and asked her what she wanted to do about their marriage. This put Marilyn in a position she didn’t find herself in very often with Ted, in this case she knew him well enough to know if she. Once in a while, his fingers would move to her slit and fondle her. It was like the touch of flower petals: It was so soft and light; it was as if she was imagining rather than feeling.Strangely, she found that she was breathing faster. Her nipples had hardened and she heard herself making small noises she was completely unaware of. Dan was returning to her cunt with increasing frequency now and she was amazed to find she was now wet there. When his fingers entered her cunt now, she made soft. I parked up at home and read back over that mysterious message. Memorising what I was to do I walked inside and followed my instructions. Lock up, put away, pants, loud, room. OH MY HOLY SHIT! There she was. Waiting. Waiting on the end of the bed on all fours fucking naked. I just stared. Heart pounding out of my chest, the button on my boxers straining to hold me in and gobsmacked at the moment I just walked into.All thoughts and steps completely wiped from my mind. Think. What was the next.