We arrived at Chester at about 5.30pm and Janice's Dad, Charles, met us. He was about fifty, distinguished looking, tall, and greying. He was driving ... top of the range Range Rover. Their house was about twenty minutes from the city centre in the middle of open farmland. It was obviously once a farm house but had been extended and modernised over the years. They were obviously loaded. His wife was probably nearer my age, maybe mid thirties, and I realised she must be Janice's Step Mum.They had. The last awakening seemed even more permanent, as she huddled inside her cocoon of sheets and blankets, trying to block out all sight and sound. The knocking of the rain seemed really loud now... She heard her bedroom door open, and realized it hadn't been the rain knocking this time."Patty?" her mother called softly."Moooom," she moaned sleepily, "I don't have school today... go away!" Honey, school isn't why you need to get up. It's something else."She folded down the blankets to expose her. She'd be docile and obedient and he'd get a great collection of photos for George.Beth arrived at the preacher's office shortly after noon to find her lunch ready for her on a small table in the room that adjoined Wilson's office. As they sat down she looked curiously at the décor, the bed, the kneeling platform, the crosses and even mirrors. What sort of things did Reverend Wilson do with his baptismal candidates?Her morning at the school had been interesting and the students she had. Oh god, come on, get me off, please, please hurry." Miriam could see the glazed look on Tammy's face, and pushed her over to the bed. The blonde cheerleader, whose body had always turned her friend on, wriggled to the center, her legs spread eagled. Pulling the vibrator out of her own cunt, Miriam straddled the gaping Tammy's mouth, and leaned over to sniff the wet pussy opened to her. She inserted the tube, then leaned down to begin licking the stiff clitty pushing out of its fold. Tammy's.