Mary said as much and Bob and Barbara both burst out laughing. They explained, tripping over each other to tell the tale, that they started fucking wh...n Barbara was 15. Her mother, Bob's wife had found out and confronted them with the facts as she knew them.At first, Bob's wife had threatened to go to the police, which would have landed Bob in gaol. Bob managed to convince his wife that, if she did that, they would all suffer, as he would lose his well paid job, and she and Barbara would lose. A shame really, I thought, as I looked at Rachel.They'd put her to work in one of the Prep Centre cells. She was sitting at the table that held her computer. She had a brown manila folder in front of her. "Well, Miss Kernow," I said. "You look rather better than when I last saw you." The bruises had gone and the cuts had healed. She'd managed to find a colourful, knee length skirt and a pale blue sweater from somewhere. She looked, well, attractive, in a girl-next-door sort of way. Of course,. The chauffer held the door as we climbed in and were seated. The limo then pulled out and we were headed for dinner.As we were riding I leaned over to Kim and placed a warm kiss on her lips and said, "Happy birthday, Your Highness."Another giggle and she responded, "Why thank you, good sire."I guessed that she had read some medieval novels too.I opened a little cooler and extracted a bottle and two glasses. I popped the cork and poured us two glasses of champagne. She looked a little puzzled. " She replies with a little more presence."And?" Tonic or lemonade."Alice opens cupboards until she finds a pint glass, she half fills it with ice and takes a bottle of lemonade from the counter. "Follow me." She orders as Pam enters the room.She catches on to the situation and follows the pair of them as they go to the lounge. Finding a bottle of Gin she pours enough in the glass to make the ice float, then a splash more, finally topping it off with the lemonade."Here, drink." She.