Her knickers had been placed on the washbasin for at least ten minutes before she heard a car pull up outside. A key slowly turned in the lock and a p...nsive Pierre entered the house with his step-daughter, Cleo.Cleo headed straight for her room when she heard her mum shout from the wet room.“Pierre, in here, now!” commanded Angelique.Pierre headed for the wet room knowing that he was in trouble. As he rounded the entrance, a stern looking Angelique faced him.“Where the fuck have you been?” she. “What the hell, it gave me something to do, right?” he’d asked himself.A couple of weeks later he’d gotten the call. The game changer. He was being asked to take custody of his twin “nieces”, his friend’s daughters Jessica and Megan. “What? What do you mean will I…? what’s going on? What’s wrong with Mike (his friend) and Julie ?”The lawyer wouldn’t budge, only saying that if Jack didn’t take them they were going into foster care.Of course he said yes. He received the paper work via courier the. I was desperate, I felt like I was going to pee myself so I headed outside to the toilet instead. I followed a couple holding hands into the toilet block but was surprised to see it occupied almost entirely by men standing around loitering. “You have nice blowjob lips said a bouncer as he took hold of me and led me to a cubicle. He shut the door behind me and I began to relieve myself.When I was done I reached over to grab a piece of toilet paper, instead my hand stroked against something warm. They are looking for me there.” We were coming up to a sign that said ‘Blakely Park’ with an arrow pointing to a side road. I took the turn and pulled into the park—two baseball fields and six tennis courts. I turned into a parking spot by the baseball fields and stopped the car. I quietly said, “Carol, I am not on any time schedule. I will help you if I can, but you have to tell me what’s going on. So just take your time and tell me your problem.” Carol was silent for a few moments and then.