"Good," the voice said, his tone and the situation all making Hayley's heart race. "Now tell me your sins," he paused, "Everything."Hayley's breath wa... shaky as she spoke, "I did something naughty... very naughty." Do you believe you are a bad girl?" the man asked.Hayley whimpered, spreading her thighs. She slipped her hand between them and up her skirt. Her pussy was soaking wet, "Oh yes," she breathed out. "Why do you believe you are a bad girl?"Hayley had been raised as a Christian and still. . I'm going to be okay. Don't let the kids forget me... help them get on with their lives, but don't let them forget me. That goes for you too Jeremy... carry on, but don't forget me." she said from what seemed like far away. "And know that I loved you... no matter what happened, I always loved you. Jeremy... be with our freinds tonight... they will give you love and comfort... be with them tonight." I love you too honey... but what are you doing?" I blurted out."Saying goodbye love, saying. I could only do close ups of one nipple, or he would see too much and realize that I was no where near close to his own age. He adored my nipple shots and always wanted more. I was more than ready to show him more, at home, but I had to wait for my hair to grow back out.I could never get my son to admit to me in text why he wanted me to grow my hair back out. In real life I knew why, and it flattered me. I was careful to always lock the bathroom door when in there. Every time I was in there. She would learn later that Martin was the marketing director for a large international food manufacturer, whilst Delia was the second daughter of a Earl. Both smiled sweetly at Emma and Jake. Susan was an irrepressibly jolly lady, full of bounce and laughter, with long, red, almost copper-coloured hair flowing down to her shoulders. She had green eyes and a small upturned nose, set in a round face. Julie recognised her as the new best-selling writer. Her husband, George, was confidently.