He was also having difficulty seeing the writing on the screen. He rubbed his eyes. The pain persisted and he felt slightly giddy. Suddenly he was con...cious of a whisper. There was somebody – or something – in the room. He looked round. Nothing. His left hand became numb and he opened and closed it a few times, trying to get the circulation back. ‘It’s no use.’ Grainger tried to jump up, startled by the voice, but was unable to move. Voice? Was it a voice? It was almost nothing more than a. Unable to tear his eyes away, he watched as she soaped her whole torso, and began on her upper thighs. He wished he could see her pussy. As if someone was listening to his thoughts, his mother spread her legs, and began to slowly was down her left leg, all the way down to the calf. As she did so, she was bending over and a glorious sight was revealed. First he saw her arsehole, small, pink and puckered. And as she bent further still, her pussy appeared in view.He had always wondered what it was. Finally, my wife woke up, walked in and looked out, seeing it was Pam she let her in. Pam said, "I was supposed to meet Jaimie here for coffee but I got a text she forgot and went to a friends with the baby, maybe we can have coffee.. sorry to wake you, is XXXXXX (me) home, whats wrong Charlotte?" Charlotte broke down crying, said I was not home nor the k**s, I left before she got up... that she had really screwed up her life and marriage..." So, Pam took her in her arms and held her. . Once things had finished outside, everyone was to move inside for lunch, and we were to wait in a small room until everyone was seated, and our arrival was announced. Otherwise we would have to wait until we were leaving the reception – maybe as we changed into our "going away" outfits.I couldn't talk more about that with Heather; everyone was coming up to congratulate us, my parents kissing Heather, and welcoming her into the family, Heather's relatives shaking my hand; testing my terrible.