I gasped and my knees nearly gave way.She turned me round to face the sofa then told me to kneel on it and hold onto the back. I was glad to. The sofa...was infinitely more comfortable than the floor had been and as I did this, I could hear the sound of a gentle humming, coming from behind.I opened my legs and thrust my arse out and felt her fingers slide past my arse towards my pussy, spreading the lips to each side and inserting two fingers. Once again I gasped and added a moan this time. And they told me plenty of stuff that would not bear repeating.All I could do was to be there for them and make sure that they knew it. I didn't have too long to wait. It was three weeks after the incident that I was going in to work when Louise stopped me in the parking lot. She was alone and came up to me and threw her arms around my neck in a tight embrace. I pulled her to me, firmly hugging her to my body for a moment and then disengaging myself from her to avoid anyone stumbling across us. Did. You. Do. It?”“I’m s-sorry.” He whimpered. “I w-was m-m-mad at y-ou a-and a-at C-C-Connor a-and I just… w-wanted to fuck h-him s-so b-bad.”I actually felt sorry for the little shit and I said, “Look, I know you were mad, but you had no right to come into MY room, make MY Connor have sex with you. Let him go, Ben.”He started crying even harder and I knew this wasn’t going to end anytime soon so I sat down on his bed with him and wrapped my arms around him. After a while, he stopped crying. It was really sunny outside and very unexpected because it really wasn't long before Christmas - it was cold, but really nice.It had been a weird year - we all thought the world was going to end last year with the Falklands war - now we had these cruise missiles landing in the UK to protect us from the Russians.It was just before 10 am, I went to the phone and couldn't help myself - I had to call Emily. I picked up the phone and dialled the number on the paper that Mum had given me - the phone.