And just when she finally broke and started playing with herself, someone else came in to stop them -- someone beautiful that Karen couldn't help but think about right this moment.  A soft tear slipped down her cheek as she finally rose from the tub, letting the girls help dress her.  Her legs were all tingly, and just trying to stand felt strange, as if trying to walk on limbs of jelly.  Yet what choice did she have?  Why couldn't she just control herself and calm down?