Anyway we were about 10 minutes in when it began to absolutely piss down, everyone ran home but Nigel and I made it to a broken garage, it was only a ...shell but had a decent roof so we could stay dry. A few minutes of talking and Nigel approached me, his hands around my waist and we started to kiss.Seconds later we were snogging and then a voice “What’s going on here”, it was Helen. Now Helen was what we would call today a ‘chav’ but back then we didn’t use that word. She was one of those girls. About confronting Julie, and asking her if she was certain that she had done the right thing, that time, months ago, with Janet.But Lucy couldn't. There would be too much to confess.And then, there was her own guilt to deal with.So she got a cab and went to George's house. She had to ask. She had to talk. To one of her nephews. Preferably Ronnie.She got at George's, and rang the bell.A cute redhead opened the door. She said:"Oh, you are... Brian's aunt, right?"Lucy didn't know the boys'. We had sex 4 or 5 times each month and he paidme everytime. Somewhere along the way, he started paying me before we had sex. Usually it was $100 or more.One night he gave me $200 and when we got in bed, he wanted anal sex. That wasfine with me, I like it and can sometimes even orgasm that way. He paid me $500for staying all night with him which I thought was absolutely the greatest. Ididn't think of myself as being a prostitute because I would have had sex withhim anyway.After we had been doing. " she said desperately."You have to eat my cunt, Miss Taylor, you have to eat it until I cum all over your bitchy little face." Irene said, taking hold of Alison's head and guiding it to her wet, waiting pussy.Soon I heard the frenzied licking and slurping sounds and Irene's eyes rolled back in her head. Alison may have wanted to be told to, to feel like it was something she was being forced to do, but there's no doubt about it that the stuck-up little teacher was eating her 58 year old boss'.