It got to the point where the magic was gone and we’d both had enough so we had to give up the place we were renting and go our separate ways.I had ...poken to mum and asked to move back home for a few week while I find my feet again. Mum was happy for me to move back as she found it lonely ever since dad left her….. and she wasn’t overly keen on Amy either. Home sweet homeI moved back into my old room and felt happy again. I had my own space to be me again. It didn’t take long before it felt. We had been Fucking for about two years now. I wasn’t going out unsatisfied. The last week I fucked her was as good as the first week. She was so scared and determined to detour me. Monday I went over, ‘Abby, I’m here!’ I yelled, looking for her. ‘I’m in the shower, come back later! ‘Fuck that!’ I thought! I picked the bathroom lock, stripped, got in with her and she sucked me off, getting an over dose of my semen. ‘Abby, when you going to. "Just listen. We can play in your room. It's just got a tiny little window that no one could see in unless they were on a ladder. I know that you're not going to do anything I don't want you too. Don't you think it sounds exciting?"I certainly did, and I really wanted to accept. At the same time the responsible part of my brain was screaming that this was madness. "I think I might use the word dangerous instead of exciting. I don't know." Keep thinking about it. It will be good, clean, reduced. For a second time she scrolled the message, until there was no way she could ignore the meaning. It was an emergency signal. A simple two-digit code followed by a set of coordinates. Built into the small unit was a receiver for a global positioning system that was accurate to a couple of hundred feet. What she found surprising was that the end of the message was missing. There was no sender id.“I guess it could be a mistake.” The redhead said to herself, knowing full well that she didn’t.