We were polite and kept our distance from each other. He seemed to like the occasional meals I made for dinner and he mostly kept to himself, in fact ... rarely saw him. I took Pep out for walks and gave him a bath. If we were in the kitchen or utility room at the same time, every now and then I would catch Ernie staring at me with a lascivious look on his face.One afternoon when I was sitting, reading a Jilly Cooper novel in my room, Pep wandered in to lay at my feet. He had got used to knowing. Anne was eating my cunt with the same gusto, drinking my juices, while her finger crept ever closer to my asshole. Oh fuck! Kelli moaned from nearby. Mark must be reaming her ass now. I could hear him moaning softly, his balls slapping against her flesh. Fuck thats amazing! Fuck my ass! Hmm, harder! The slap of flesh few louder and faster as Mark fucked the sluts ass. There was a loud gasp from Kelli. Umm, tug on my piercing! Fuck my ass! God, youre such a stud! Annes finger had finally reached. By now they obviously knew I was following as the guys in the back would turn and grin at me and they seemed to be deliberately driving slowly. As I watched I saw Jane clamber round so that she was facing me out the back window. I couldn’t see at the time but found out later that she was riding one of them with her panties pulled to one side and his thick knob right up to the hilt in her pussy.Suddenly they turned off through an open field gate. It caught me by surprise and I parked nearby in. Her grandpa had been battling cancer for about a year and that night when the family got back from the hospital she knew the battle was over and that the cancer had won. Before anyone even spoke a word she could sense that he was no longer alive. Now you may say that losing a close relative at such a young age was life changing enough and I would tend to agree but this is only where our story begins. Shortly after her grandpa’s death, Megan started experiencing strange occurrences. The first.