‘What’ the hell Wendy said my daughter is in your tent, no she isn’t Sam said she felt sick and couldn’t come but a few of my friends could, a...d you two are going to entertain us for the weekend and do everything you are told or I will show your daughter the pictures and video I took of you with my cock in your mouth and cunt which I edited to make it look like you seduced me. Now drop the towel my little slut of a mother in law and show me those lovely tits and cunt again before the boys get. “Hhhhhow does it go back dddddown again”?“Well (he looks away and then back with a big grin on his face) you can wank it”.“Waaaank, what's that”?“You know what”? “I really shouldn't be telling you all this”. Then he looked at me still with the grin and a sort of strange lookOn cue I said. “Ppppplease tell me, yyyyyou can't sttttop, I want to know whaaaat it is”“You Sure”?“Yyyyyes”.“OK then. A wank is when you rub your dick up and down until you get a lovely tingly feeling and cum”.“Cum”?“Yeah. The fare at the local diner was a disappointment, but the company was excellent. I think Sally felt the same way too, but now she was more curious than ever. She dropped hints, finally asking me point blank. I ignored both the hints and the direct hints. As 7:30 approached I handed her the bag and told her she'd better get ready.Her face was a study in perplexion as she pulled out a big floppy hat, an over-sized pair of sunglasses and a bulky shapeless overcoat. I had her put them all on — she. "Mr Cartwright regarded Chris gravely. "Are you sure that's appropriate?" Sir, I can see how it's not appropriate from your point of view, but it's very much necessary from mine." 'Necessary'. Why is it necessary?"Chris saw the trap in that. In order to explain why it was necessary, he'd have to explain about Shahia, and he simply wasn't going to. This was going to be a very difficult conversation, he could see that already. He started several different sentences in his mind, but they all lead.