Called out Get over here, the lovely man has just delivered your cream tea so come & enjoy it – what a delivery! Returning to my pleasurable duties,... I thought to myself – what else can this week bring, but I was not going to have to wait long . . . —————————————————————————————————————————— Chapter 9: The Old Man cums back As I was busy cleaning up the mess from the plumber, or as Margaret put it, eating my cream tea, there was a knock at the door. Ha, ha I thought to myself Im getting this. What did you say to me, you little bitch? her Father growled in response, striking her across the face with his rough hand. I said let go of me, you sick fuck!, tears were pouring down her face now and she looked to Brad for help, but he appeared to be paralyzed with fear. So you wanna get mouthy, eh? You think you can swear at me and disrespect me like that? I think we need to do something about that dirty slut mouth!, and he suddenly redirected his course towards the bathroom. What are you. ”“That’s fascinating, Reg. Polyamory? New to me. Will you tell us a bit more about polyamory, when we all get together?”“I suppose so, but who are the ‘all’ you are talking about?”“Oh, nobody definite yet. I have some ideas though. I’ll ask around and find out who could benefit from tutoring and be willing to help you in other ways in return. We need both aspects to balance out.”Reg thought this was a bit vague, but put it down to Frances’ new plans for a study group at her house. He was now. Her top half was barely covered by anything but a small tight sports bra. Her bright red hair tied in a tight pony tail that hung to her waist.She turned around and placed her headset on, she ran down the steps and did some small stretches before she began her run. Not wanting to scare her with his van, he climbed out and adjusted his cap, making sure he had everything, he to started to jog. He watched as she jogged around the street.Waving at people she knew, stopping to talk to friends she.