It seems Ed was petitioning the Washington courts for custody of his children. The lawyer didn't think it would be a problem, but we shouldn't go to W...ashington, or allow the children to. We'd already filed for divorce and for custody in Oregon, where Rachael and the children were living. The restraining order was in place. He said he could handle this one, but that we should be prepared for a drawn out, nasty fight.Rachael and I resolved to be very circumspect, even inside the house. We didn't. I lick the chocolate and cream from every inch of your body. Starting with your neck and ears, I work my way down your body, gently kissing your chocolate covered nipples. I take my time to kiss every inch of your stomach then work my way up your legs starting with your feet and kissing the inside of your thighs. I kiss around your pussy teasing you. I want the banana to be really wet with your juices. I play with your clitoris with my pierced tongue. I see your juices seeping out and decide it. I don't mean to downplay the techs and other hospital staff who volunteered their time, but I'm sure getting them to help was nothing compared to the other two. Heck, all he'd have to do is show me that poor girl and I'd give up one Saturday night a month to help save her life.I wondered if Jamie's grandmother was aware of what he'd done for Jamie. Knowing John, he probably invented some special program for children or something like that to justify the free treatments, taking no credit for. I nodded to her as I sat down."So what's up?" I asked before even trying to eat."A lot," Emma stated bluntly, "but we'll start with the most immediate question." Which," Rebecca interjected putting down her fork, "means the alien women and their current state of health." So how are they?" I asked while I looked down at my plate and cut into a sausage."The same as last night," Rebecca reported. "They're both still unconscious, which under normal circumstances would be worrisome. You don't want.