I was sitting right there but nobody asked me how I was doing. Not that I would have told them but it would’ve been nice to be asked. So I sat on my... chair and clung onto Dad’s arm and tried to pretend that I was okay.And for a little time, maybe I was okay – more or less.Eventually we got the word from Pearl that Bec was back from Narnia and they were all heading back to the kids’ psych unit. Everyone wanted to go and see her but Nana pointed out that we couldn’t all go at once or Bec would. Initially I felt guilty, but slowly I overcame that and started enjoying. I was not my previous self since that day.Since that day almost everybody asked me that why I was behaving differently. I grew quieter and felt comfort in loneliness. Though I was feasting my lust side but I was loosing myself to it. I knew something was wrong. My yearly final exams were coming and I was not studying much. Everybody got worried. I was lost in y own world.One day I thought that I will confront my didi and. Although she was a big girl and a leader among the girls, she was a somewhat timid soul who had little contact with men. And the big monk in his dark robe was an imposing man."I guess you have to tell me what you've done to deserve this special attention, young lady. What was it?" he asked in a deep voice."Oh, sir? Do I hafta?" the meek teenager asked."Yes, you do! Now, tell me!" Well, sir? Like? I was ... in bed with Bonny. And? Like? We're not supposed to be in bed together, sir?The monk knew. Now her tongue begins to lap around the head and she sucks gently. Layla raises her eyes to mine and I see a devilish twinkle there. Still with our eyes locked together she pulls my cock from her mouth. "Fuck you Mark, I haven’t done this since I was a teen, but one never forgets how!" Layla had not forgotten how! She remembered more than my wife ever knew... I hope! I am reasonable lucky to have a dick of good proportions, no need to itemise, but suffice to say that I have compliments from.