It seemed like quite a while before she returned but she looked refreshed. "I think you said that the first time she fucked a stranger was at the hote... with the glass elevator. I would assume that there were more incidents." "Yes. There were many. She could always find a guy. I asked her once what she would say to them to get them to fuck her. She said that she would lower her eyelids a little, smile a slightly wicked smile and ask them 'Would you like to fuck?' or 'Would you like to fuck my. Andie giggled. "Well I can't very well call you Mitch, dressed like thatcan I? Now sweet girl, let's get you into your lovely dress."Mitch gave an involuntary shiver as Andie held his dress out in front ofhim."Raise your arms Mia and I'll carefully lower it over your head so itdoesn't tangle with your petticoat. Don't worry I won't muss your hair."Andie lifted the dress and slid it down Mitch's body, guiding his armsinto the elbow length sleeves. She took a few minutes to settle it overhis. He lifted her up onto the table, staring into her eyes the whole time. She seemed so calm, so peaceful. He put one hand behind her head and the other on her chest between her full round breasts and leaned her back onto the table. He kept one hand under her head, but moved his other hand down to the mound above her little perfect looking pussy. He cupped his hands down over her slit and she shuddered slightly. He started working at her again with his long thick reddish fingers again, long slower. "You're so damned selfish, mother," she mumbled under her breath."Oh I'm the selfish one, am I? Blah, blah, blah..."Quickly Mandy turned off. She'd heard enough, more than enough. Frankly she hated the woman for doing this. Two weeks maximum and she was going to come back to London, to live on the streets if need be. No doubt she'd end up a prostitute and drug addict and die horribly before the age of 21. That'd teach her mother, the selfish cow. Carol had heard the retorts too, a hundred times.