"No, she won't be now," saidJulie. "She's gone away for a couple of weeks." I breathed in sharply.My right hand moved involuntarily to touch my breast...."Oh you silly girl," said Julie. "I told you to go round between 1 and2 this afternoon."Julie had to deal with a rush of shoppers at the till. I turned andwalked out of the store. How could I have made such a mistake about thetime? And what was I going to do now? I hardly remember walking home. Iwas in a sort of trance. I had expected to be. She knew how her sister acted and what she looked like when she climaxed and it wasn't anything like Hanna had just witnessed.Hanna and her sister had masturbated together before but they had never actually touched each other. Until tonight no one had ever touched her, except for the accidental touches of her mom's boyfriend, Brian. Hanna had liked those touches but they scared her a little too.Hanna had secretly watched Susan at night when she first noticed a new activity a little over a year. ." Impossible," interrupted Paul, dismissively. "Just tell her my car broke down on the way back from Teston." Teston?" queried Graham."Yes, Trevor and I go night fishing there at weekends. Well, that's what he tells his mother. We store our imaginary rods and fishing tackle in Benson's old boathouse." The only rods in Benson's boathouse are those he uses to chastise his wayward guests," said Graham, as he tweaked my left nipple. "Maybe we should take Trevor down there for a real visit. We. You know our history?" She only said you were a good friend. She never said much about her life." A good friend, eh?" I smiled. "Well, I suppose so." There's more isn't there?" she probed."Oh yes, but I don't want to go into details now. Let's just say we were good friends at school until she disappointed me twice and we parted. Then after, what, ten years, she contacted me through the BBC, came to see me, and then disappointed me when I came to London at her request. So I don't hold much hope.