Then a few months later and somewhat strangely I thought at first, Gran and Granddad Keats aren't talking to Mum anymore when they call, they only eve...r want to talk to James and me. James and I soon realised that it was something mother had done that had caused you to leave home, but it must have been something bad that would make them be nasty to mother; after all she is their daughter.The next thing we discover is that Aunty Stacie and Uncle Bill are getting a divorce, and then when I was on. On one of the benches facing the river, sat an older man in a button-up shirt and khaki shorts, relaxing with his arm d****d over the back of the bench. He was looking down the path and watched me the whole time as I rode up. We made eye contact and he smiled at me and I thought as I applied the breaks to slow down - I sure hope this is the right spot! I got off the bike and walked it up to the bench and put out the kickstand before grabbing my water bottle and taking a seat as if I was tired. The two naked women fell on to the sofa in each other’s arms and held each other as they kissed and caressed each other, each gently rubbing the others pussy and enjoying the moans and groans from the other, until each had brought the other to orgasm. They lay together afterwards still caressing the other, still kissing, still so aroused by the way one had caned a grown woman, and the other had watched her do it. “Now let’s go back to mine so we can do this properly?” “Love to,” Charlotte. Groaning, he pulled his pillow over his head to block out the arrival of the new day. He hadn’t slept much after waking in the wee hours of the morning from yet another episode with her. The house had been still, the neighborhood quiet. It was unclear to him why he awoke when he did. What was clear, were the many questions that plagued him about the chamber and its prisoner; questions that still burned incessantly in his mind. In the hopes of finding some answers, Harry had tried to go right.