"Well let me ask you a question; do you still think about sex with boys?" I ask. Casey thought for a moment that nodded her head,"almost everyday." "T...an you are not a lesbian. You are just discovering things with your friend. I'm not sure I approve. I guess it's because I'm not sure how Robert would take the news." "He already knows." Casey said quickly,"April talked to him yesterday about it. He said it was fine as long you knew about it." I absorbed that news then decided to call Robert as. “Time I popped that cherry for you, gurly, and made you into my woman. You are mine now, and I’m going to enjoy fucking a stupid blonde tart like you.” She touched a control on the dildo and it began to vibrate along its length. The vibrations hummed through me as she put the tip to my arse. But she was finished being gentle – in one long unrelenting thrust the toy was inside my greased hole. I gave an animal grunt, and my breathing suddenly doubled as I tried to relax around it. She leaned. " He's gone, isn't he?" Yes, he has. I'm afraid there wasn't anything more we could do. We discussed things with Reverend Hanson and ... as far as we could ... with Mr. Westwood. There's no doubt neither wanted us to fight to keep Mr. Westwood alive but unlikely ever to walk, or speak clearly, again especially as we were certainly going to lose the fight. It was really only a matter of time before he had another bleed. As it is, his life ended peacefully and with dignity and, if I may say so,. ”“What girl?”“The one you were with at the dance. The one you are meeting today.”“How did you know I was with her at the dance?”“I know you, Goyse. You were protecting Linda by not telling us but I could tell you were too happy. You had gone out hoping to meet up with Roz but she was with someone else. If you hadn’t met someone you would have been stressed and sad. You were happy so I knew something had happened.”I lay down on the couch and motioned for her to lie on top of me which she did. .