Put the mug back on the carpet. Looked out the window. Her grin appeared again, but only for a second."Mom, I liked what we did, really."She went back...to fiddling with her coffee. Maybe it had the answer, but I didn't think so.Kathleen stroked Chloe's hair again and kissed her cheek once more."Chloe, are you worrying about what your dad and I are thinking? That we'll be angry or disappointed or something?"Chloe looked up."No, Mom!"Kathleen glanced at me. Turned to Chloe and hugged her awkwardly. I could see the hard bulge in his jeans. Pulling my hands away from my pussy, he put them over my head. “Keep them there” he told me, not an ounce of flexibility in his tone. My head fell back as he knelt between my legs. His hands brushed up my stomach and chest until he roughly held my breasts. My hips arched up under him and he just laughed. “You just love it rough don’t you?” I couldn’t do anything more than nod. I could see from the wicked gleam in his eyes he had some ideas about. She looked over toward me, and gave me a wicked smile before carrying on.She dropped her head back as she ran her fingers across the lips of her cunt and then, moving her legs slightly further apart, she allowed her middle finger to run along her slit, briefly touching her ass and then back to her clit. Working her clit with the tip of her finger she looked around again and asked me to pass her the hairbrush off the shelf above the sink. Then with her left foot on the edge of the bath, and her. The foster caresystem is not good for kids. Better than nothing, but not good.What can I do?" Erin, "Visit me. I really need to have contactwith you. Basically, I need a friend. I can sort things out somuch better when I talk them over with you. Plus, I just feelbetter."Then Erin asked, "Could you also give me a recommendation for atreatment hospital and therapist? I don't know where mom and dadMcLoughlin will send me, but it would be handy to have some ideas."Clara, "The treatment.