"Shut the door behind you, and sit down," Tom said, in a very authoritative tone. He was sitting at his desk looking very omnipotent and pointed to a ...chair opposite his. "I've been thinking about your case, and I want to help," he said. "What your ex is doing to you just isn't right." I started to explain that, while I appreciated his sympathy, I couldn't afford him. "Maybe we can work out a deal," he said. I suggested trading a full-page ad in each week's newspaper, but Tom shook his head.. She loved Louis’. At two she finally left the piano and went to get a drink and there, right at the bar was the man from the party last week. He was watching her, beer in hand and too long limbs spread out. God, he looked better than she remembered. It had to be a coincidence. Despite the way he was looking at her now, he couldn’t possibly remember that he had seen her before. She blinked, looked away and found her regular glass of wine in front of her. Joey, the bartender leaned over the. From where I lay, I could see her cunt lips syphoning against his cock as his huge member pummelled her. Ungh, ungh, ungh! she grunted with the force of his fucking, Mary, help me, suck on my clit, help me cum. she uttered desperately. I drew her large clitty into my mouth and started to suck on it, drawing it between my teeth, chewing gently on it, or sucking as I hard as I could like it was an ice lolly. All the time my eyes were barely inches from his cock fucking her cunt as hard as he. I toyed with the idea of 'suggesting' ... forcefully ... she go and talk to Trudy.In the end after she sat the last GCSE exam in June, I took her to Maldon to sit on the prom. We drank, or rather I drank (Zoe had better sense) dreadful coffee from the kiosks and ate ice-cream. We watched the water rising and the wading birds retreating up the mud. We watched the boats when the water got deep enough and we watched the people coming and going.My arm was round her shoulders and she snuggled.