“I need some time to reflect on what you have said, Zinnia. I will see you tomorrow for dinner as arranged, but will not be joining you at the servi...e tonight.”I kissed her perfunctorily on the cheek, and then took my leave.I stalked down Bloomsbury Road, my demon snarling and spitting within me.Fate was sending me to Italy, where I would be able to confront Shelley, and also determine the whereabouts of Becky. Surely, once I found her she would tell me the whole truth, unpalatable as it might. . After talking we decided to meet the first time in a Hotel. She would bring all she could to transform me and I should bring what I had. After we met we started out by shaving my legs and arms completely, than she started to help me put on make up. After the hair and make up was done on both of us we had to get dressed. I put her clothes out in the living room what I wanted her to wear and she put mine out in the bedroom, to surprise each other (Bilder Galerie has a folder od what we wore).. “Fuck me, Fuck me” she was demanding and as I pushed in and out of her I watched Pam’s daughter walk across the shop floor and then disappear as she started to climb the stairs to where we were.I reckon she must have known what was going on as she stood there at the top of the stairs transfixed at the sight of me buried deep inside her mother and her mother, skirt pulled up, getting fucked, screaming and shouting for me to “give it to me”.There was no way I was stopping, I held Pam’s hips tight. But doesn’t that make me a well-read girl after all?” He smiled a look of mollification. “It shows effort, I suppose. But there’s no excuse for skipping the essentials. Not read ‘Middlemarch’! Whatever is it you do with your time?” He sipped his tea in dignified reflection. “We shall have to improve your education.” She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder and sighed amusedly. “Yes, Daddy. Teach me all I need to know.” He put his free arm around her and stroked his thumb against the underside.