... which I'm sure you have." "You little bitch! I was going easy on you, but now you're getting fucked whether I have to hold you down and make you s...wallow me whole or you take it like you want it." I screamed as he pushed me hard against the shower wall. Mr. Atkins ran in, grabbed Beau and punched him hard in the face multiple times until he was on the ground, unconscious. "Thank you, Mr. Atkins." I hugged him oblivious to my wet, naked state. "Ummmmmm... I think you should at least dry off. Becky hovered behind him, clearly worried about what was happening. He threw a newspaper down on Victoria’s desk.“What is the meaning of this!” his voice tightly clipped.“What is the meaning of what?”she countered. “This is a copy of The Mercury. I don’t read the scurrilous rag, let alone buy it!”Victoria waved Becky to leave.“Victoria, you have been talking to the Mercury, or one of their reporters. How else would they write such a thing? When we are married...”“Peter Hatherley! To start with. ” “But that’s what scares me most,” Connie said. “What if it doesn’t melt away?” I pondered her statement for a moment before I answered, “If it doesn’t Connie, then we will be the closest possible best friends.” Connie smiled and rubbed my hand between hers. She said, “You know that’s one of the things I love about you so much, you always know exactly what to say to put my mind at ease.” I placed my free hand along side her jaw and gently caressed her as I leaned over and kissed her softly on. But be outside.Lena gets moms permission to hang out with me at the lake. Or the garden of auntie's premises.Lena and I will be free finally for most of the day. I long for their departure. Want to find out a lot!Lena lets me feel her up, under water when we take a bath? I hotly hope! To see how far I get?Last lines above, I quote from my last verse of first part. Tease my dear readers: More to come!Lasting impression, that most memorable day for us. First of only the two of us. Finally bit.