M. that Friday, a good two hours earlier than usual, having had a free double period last thing in the day and having got permission to go home, to be...there for delivery of her new washing machine.There was a message on her answer-phone requesting her to telephone Ibrahim's school as soon as possible. The message had been left at 2:32 p.m.'He's had a nasty fall during the lunch break, Mrs. Cranfield'. The secretary's tone conveyed considerable concern, 'I'm sorry to trouble you but he got upset. It turned out to be a small trailer court and as I drove past the rows of trailers I noticed that almost all of them were older and in rather well-used condition.Frankly, some of them barely passed as living quarters! I drove on looking at some of the depressing conditions of some of the trailers until I got to the end of the row. There sitting by itself (the lot next to it was vacant) was Maggie’s trailer.Maggie’s trailer was a small 14’ x 60’ built back in the early ’70s. It had two bedrooms. Mr. Neimeyer was cool that way. Lunch was more of the same, but Danny wasn’t down in the dumps having decided to forget Mrs. Thompson once and for all. I should have done the same.Larry seemed to be a bit withdrawn, and I asked him what was wrong.“Nothing, really. Just got some stuff I’m trying to figure out.”We hadn’t seen each other much during the last month - Saturday was our usual hangout day and I’d been busy for 3 in a row (two of which he couldn’t know the details about). I wasn’t sure. We have booked different rooms but for a little time, I was in her room for a little time. We both was on the bed. I was showing her pics on cam. She said she liked it. She said she going to shower and she went to the bathroom. She returned back after 20 min in just towel barely covering her ass to boobs with wet curls hair. I was feeling horny.I started clicking her pics in that for which she tried to stop me. I said this is just for you I will not keep any of them.She smiled and started.