She left me her jewellery, and the memory of a very special friendship.I think Em and I made good parents, Mark is now twenty-four years old. He's big... and burly, with his Dad's abundance of dark hair. With the typical contrariness of youth, it looks like he's going to follow his Dad's career as well. A while ago he asked me the kind of questions about his birth parents' lives that it was very difficult to answer. I decided to write this memoir for him. He isn't squeamish, but he'll be. Rachael felt excitement beginning to flow in her pussy and her breathing became shallow as she became more excited.Lee pushed her down on to the bed Rachael's arms still cuffed behind her, Rachael squeezed her legs together as she fell backwards but Lee knelt on the bed and forced her knees apart. He was to strong for Rachael to stop him, as her legs opened her dress fell down to her waist exposing her black stockings and now damp lace panties. Kneeling between Rachael's thighs Lee grabbed the. Stephen squeezed Rachael's legs as she did so. When she was done teasing his ear she returned to his lips to kiss him. Stephen began caressing her legs, then his hands went up under her dress. He cupped her perfectly round ass cheeks with both hands and gave them both a hard squeeze.With one hand holding her dress up at the small of her back, he trailed his fingers down between the crack of her ass then back up to her cheek. He pulled his hand away a little and came back down to her cheek with. Not very convincingly to my ears. I grin at her."I think I love you." I tell her."Only think." She bristles. I laugh. "No, I do know I love you. I didn't want to scare you off." That's better." She laughs back at me. "What are your plans for tonight?" What do you mean?" Are you going back to town tonight?" London?" Yeah. London." What would you do if I did?" Cry all night. And hug my pillow." You're mad." She says laughing! "Would you really miss me?" Yes!" I say it as firmly and as flat as I.