.. yet. I was waiting for the shoe to fall.Sergeant Major Smythe was waiting at the car ... it was time and past to go."Sergeant Major, where are the ...girls?" They've gone to the chippie, sir. Just round the corner. Half a mo and you can smell it."I knew what he meant ... I'd been here before. Fish and Chips. Yum! Beer Battered Cod and thick sliced potatoes deep fried in real lard. It had been years ... lard had given way to vegetable oil because of the Muslims and health codes ... cod had given. Not knowing quite where to look or what to do, Fran looked about her for something to distract her from the noises coming from over her head. She found nothing by way of a distraction. Indeed her loins had become very distracted indeed from her ministrations and the obvious lovemaking above her.What should she do as a loving parent or as a sexually charged woman? Should she acknowledge their love making with disapproval or let it pass unacknowledged?What she was drawn to do, almost. He had forced her to suck his cock and balls “such a lovely sack Darling I could hardly get one of his nuts in my mouth, so big”“Anyway he then ripped my clothes to get access to my pussy arse and tits, you can see the damage” she laughed “ and fucked me up the arse and pussy like last time” I was laying underneath the seat and her puffed pussy dripped his load onto my tongue.Sam continued “I think he was disappointed you weren’t there but I told him you were having problems with you cock. So. Her eyes? Maybe grey or blue. I have no idea what size shoulders she has. She just one of those girls...”“Who disappears into the background, I’m guessing,” I finished for him.He shrugged.“Okay, let me tell you about Luanne. At two years old, she was dumped on her grandmother when her mother ran out on her. Her mum was the usual story, a bit stupid and a bit slutty, pregnant by eighteen and nothing to look forward to in life. So she simply dumped the baby on her mother and moved on. Luanne was.