Not anytime soon anyway."Samantha nodded, sympathizing with her friend. They both sat there for afew moments, still, quiet, a pall seeming to settle a...ound them overJulia's situation. Breaking the tension of the moment, Samantha startedto say something but then stopped just as suddenly as she had started,like she was struggling with what she wanted to say."What is it Sam?" Julia asked with a concerned look.Samantha leaned forward slightly over the table and lowered her voice."You remember what. They had to tear up the floor to get the drain hooked into the basement, but it works.”“Cool. So what’s the scoop with the catheter? I thought everything was OK.”“Nerve-wise it is. But the muscle damage was pretty extensive and it hasn’t completely healed so I, uh, leak. They gave me the option of the catheter or what amounts to diapers. It’s only a couple of weeks and I do NOT want to wet myself like a baby. Not to mention that would mean my mom would have to help change my diapers.”“Uh, yeah,. She made her way to a lone stool at the bar, deep in the corner, away from the crowd. Her sway, to and fro; womanly hips moving beneath her dress hypnotized me, drawing me to her shapely thighs, my gaze caressing her through her stockings.Suddenly breathing became difficult when I saw her shoes. Delicate feet encased in five inch, black patent leather pumps. Be still my throbbing heart!The raw music, the dimly lit smoky haze, the smell of excitement; it all blended together into an atmosphere. The little minx spread her legs for me pretending everything was normal for the benefit of the girl crushed up in front of her. They were belly button to belly button but they were just friends and not lesbians, not that there is anything wrong with lesbians. I think the other girl got the message because my dick must have been poking into her mound from between the other girl's crotch. She was licking her lips and smiling up at me like we were boyfriend and girlfriend. I could feel her soft.
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