What my trip meant to her, though, I had no idea. I knew that mother had desired me for many years, she had said so several times that one fateful eve...ning. That was something I would try very hard to ignore, the memories of our pleasure, her screams of passion and the touch and taste of her. It could not happen again, the first time had been tough, an emotional roller coaster.My younger sister came to the door before I even stepped up to it - a big hug, then a firm handshake with dad, whom I. Their lips touched and Jenny couldn’t help herself and came hard, filling her tiny bottoms with her sweet load. Jenny gasped and if Tory hadn’t already been holding on to her, she would have collapsed on to the ground. Tory noticed a gooey rope of cum oozing out of Jenny’s bikini bottom and reached down to scoop it up. She licked Jenny’s hot honey off her finger and whispered, ‘Did I do that..???’ Jenny moaned and Tory took the opportunity to slide her hand inside Jenny’s bottoms to scoop up. Not bad at all!’ ‘What’s her name?’ The girl had a tiny voice and sounded little-girlish. Marcus thought the ‘little girl’ sound of her voice it made her more desirable, a little girl with a lush, miniature woman’s body. ‘Ah…Carol,’ he stammered. ‘Her…her name’s Carol.’ The girl shrugged and smiled at him. ‘I think I know who she is,’ she said, ‘but I don’t know where she is. I saw her earlier. She was talking to the instructors.’ ‘There’s nobody around,’ Marcus said, ‘Do you have any idea. I knew as indeed did most people that some of those men would never return home. For the first few months, nothing happened so everyone just assumed that the whole thing would be settled by negotiations and everyone would come home again. We could not have been more wrong? Life in the town carried on as best it could. The bookshop remained open and our regular customers came in as usual.Ruth and I spent many happy hours together. I was a comfort to her in many ways and she to me. To be honest.