We didn't need expensive restaurants, we had each other. It all made me very sad, and I cried. I had thought I was over the crying bit, but I still wa...ted her so much it hurt. Oh! Why had she destroyed it all?On the Thursday I got home at about nine o'clock after another late night at my desk. There, on the iron staircase to my front door sat Beth. She stood as I approached. "Hello. You promised me that you would show me round. I thought tonight might be a good time."I didn't answer. I didn't. There's coffee made. I have some frozen breakfast croissants and some sweet rolls we can heat if you're ready for breakfast or we can stop somewhere on the way to the warehouse." I think first thing I just want some coffee. I'm not much of a breakfast person so whatever you have here will be fine with me. In fact some mornings all I have is coffee." Great. I usually have coffee then just before I go to work I have a croissant and if I'm really hungry a pastry too. I have several types of. "Everyone's so thrilled we won the hockey," she bubbled. "Girls have been coming up to me all day and congratulating me and the other members of the team. Miss Walton, our English Literature teacher, who I've always thought was a cold fish even though she teaches brilliantly, made the five of the team in her class stand up and then said, "You girls had a stunning victory and we are all proud of you and of our school that could produce such a team but it was the team that won. Just bear in mind. When Bill had crawled into bed with her, his insatiable young cock hard and eager for her body, Gwen had tried to respond but it had been no good. She had confessed to him tearfully about her bungled experience with their father that day, and her fears that because of it she may have pushed him away from her forever. Her father had not spoken a single word to her that entire evening, but she'd seen him polish off quite a few drinks as he stared unseeingly at the television.All through her.