One weekend after aparticularly heated argument, Betty stormed out of the house and droveoff. Apparently to her mothers,(where else).It was obvious th...t things were not going well in the Harden household.Terry had previously arranged for me to babysit their daughters thenext evening while they attended a formal dinner at the army barracks.I presumed that this was now not going to happen but later that dayTerry came round to tell me was going alone so I was still needed.I went next door at about. As her mouth teases my throat the hand that was on my hips starts to let up the pressure. I give one small buck of my hips causing her to tighten her grip and growl a reminder in my ear to be a good girl. I realize she’s never taken me like this before. I’ve always been her slut, but it’s always been more intimate than this. There’s something about having her behind me, not being able to look into her eyes that makes me feel like I have no control at all. I’ll do anything to make her happy, to. .not too far, I thought... He pushed me backward toward his bed, then onto it, aswe both fell as one onto the covers. I recalled pinning mywig on, unaware at the time that it might meet thischallenge. I knew he might go for my fake tits, as I pushed himtemporarily away and rolled over, face down on his bedspread.I felt his erection thrusting into my hip as his hands wentall over my ass, then engaged the hem of my skirt and tuggedit to my hips, revealing my black panties. I. It was Lena saying that she'd be at the main door in five minutes.Twenty minutes later we were strolling arm in arm in the local churchyard. We wandered among the gravestones enjoying the solitude and peace and quiet of the cemetery. We found a bench and sat down watching a flock of crows or a murder of crows as I think they are called, squabbling noisily in a nearby lime tree. Lena said, "Oh this so peaceful Ann, I love it here. Pity we can't get married here, I quite fancy sweeping down the.