" ... and her parents didn't want her to keep me," I said. "They lived in a small town and all that. Orchard Falls? You know where that is?"Nope," she...gave me a tiny shrug and a smile."Yeah, me neither," I nodded. "I've never been there or anything. I don't know. They pick apples mostly. I mean, my mom's family. Like migrant workers?" Oh, okay." Angie nodded and probably I was just boring her."Anyway, Mom left that place and came here, to Seattle, and that's kinda it. Here we are." Here you. .. sooo ... Tim turned left and the ride began. Waterloo wasn't much but there was a sign that said Waterloo Road and Chelsea. We were going that way but Kurt ... Kurt was pretty off by now and Jo and I were jealous because we weren't ... Kurt had the map.The sign said Bush ... so Kurt said turn right. Tim was pretty much smoked out and turned.We went aways and the sign said Pierce.Tim said, "You can't go wrong following dead Presidents."We were going south ... right up to the back gate of the. Barbera then arrived with the k**s in tow, collected from the school, and soon Ken left, the moment having passed. Late Friday night on his return from the pub, saw the k**s in bed, and mother making a tactful with-drawl to her own bed, realising the couple wanted some privacy, probably to watch a video or two on the only video player in the place in the living room, and to enjoy one another. Which is precisely what they did, spurred on by what turned out to be a rather mild couple of porn. Surely he couldn’t mean anything ‘inappropriate’… However, it’s hardly standard practice to catch his pupils fucking in his drama studio at break time. Claire’s mind flashed back to the look on his face when he walked in and found her and Scott semi-dressed on the stage. He’d looked so angry, really letting rip on Scott. Poor Scott, still sat in isolation whilst his mother tried to convince the head teacher not to exclude him. Claire left the classroom, wondering if she could mysteriously.