Lester Pleason was one of those shady characters that grandpa kept company with in the bars both day and night in the bad part of town. An old whoring...and drinking buddy who was known to have a rough side.It was on one of their drunken binges together that grandpa Dempsey came up with the ruthless plan.A few days later Katie Ann came home from school and went up to her room on the second floor.She had not noticed on returning, but Lester was sitting on the back porch quietly sipping whiskey. How the hell was that a better deal than what we had already?The Labour Party Conference was dispiriting, but met my (already very low) expectations. They too were running scared of a small cabal; they wanted to please the 40% of their voters who wanted out, and were going to piss off the 60% who had wanted to stay. Theresa May made a complete fool of herself at the Strasbourg EU summit, and the pound dipped yet again. The Conservative Conference in Birmingham proved that the nutters had taken. "So Australians are good for something at least." It would have been good to have Shane there," Nin said. She hugged meagain and that felt good. She shyly went over to one of the shoppingbags she had bought and pulled out two beautiful short nightdresses. Itwas a measure of how far I had become accustomed to my role that Ididn't even think about it, I just pulled it over my head as Nin did thesame. It was a dusty pink, pleated babydoll from Victoria's Secret withlace cups and a big satin bow. She needed to be told what to do. I get even closer and pulled down the cover on the big round cockhead to let her get a better view of the cock, her virgin pussy was about to taste. I got more near and rubbed my cock on her lips and her nose. She made a kind of frowned face to smell the repugnant smell of the cock but somehow could knew that I was inviting her to gulp my cock in her mouth. And she did that. First a small lick around, just to get and idea of the taste and then she get hold of.