“So you’re still desperately trying to work out what is where and who is who?”I laughed back.“Yup! The maps make it much easier, but I haven�...t quite got my sense of direction yet.”“Have you been up to the Ops Room at Billingham House yet?”“No, Bernard told me I should, but I haven’t got around to it.”“Do. You’ll find it very interesting. There are a couple of really good air photos which are well worth studying.”I said that I would, and we left it at that.The site fire crew were clearly well. Sensing her orgasm was near, I increased the speed of my efforts, my tongue now licking quickly too and fro over her clit and my fingers gliding in and out of her now overflowing pussy. She panted hard and screamed " OMG..YYYEEESSS..YYYYEEEESSSS..MMMMM,"as an orgasm ripped through her body, her hips bucked and her whole body quivered under my head. I kept my motions going for what seemed like an eternity while she writhed and twisted to the orgasm. My face was soaked with her cum. It tasted so. He was a nice old man who’d been singing in the pubs and clubs for years and had recently had a couple of TV appearances and simply wanted to check his insurance. Easily done and we then spent the rest of our time chatting over a cup of tea. I wish more of them could be like that. A combination of work and Miriam being back home at last kept my mind away from visions of black hair … almost. Every so often I would find myself blanking out and daydreaming. I would suddenly return to reality and. I left my tools and went into the house looking for her. She was in her bedroom.“May I come in”? I asked.“Of course, Uncle Bob,” she replied.“Sweetie, what was so funny that made you laugh so much?” I asked, walking towards her.“Oh, it was nothing really, just me being silly. Honest Uncle Bob”, she giggled.“Oh, Please, Sweetie, tell me. I want to know”, I begged.I sat next to her. She put her arm around my bare waist and hugged me tightly.“You promise you won’t get upset?” she asked.“You know I.