The bespectacled egghead with impeccable credibility. Dead serious no matter the role he played. The younger, Ivy League bookworm version of Clint Eas...wood. Sam fixed his stare between Thurston’s Coke-bottle lenses. The stare-down continued for a good fifteen seconds. Sam raised his left eyebrow in typical Spockian fashion. Finally, he spoke. ‘T.G., you wouldn’t shit a shitter, would you?’ Thurston flashed Sam his most potent Eastwood nose flare. His steely gaze gave Sam the answer he sought.. “Please don’t tell mum… please... we won’t do anything” “Shut the fuck up mum… you are not going to tell anyone… unless you want me to print off a picture of you and Mrs Noakes for Vicky to have.. and god knows what she would do with it” Mum glanced at her daughter noting the huge grin on her face before looking back at me knowing I had her where I wanted. “What pictures of mum and Mrs Noakes?” Cathy queried. I just pointed over to the computer. “There’s our insurance” Both Cathy and Vicky shot. Lily let out a choked scream as she came and bit down on Tyler’s shoulder to muffle the sound. Tyler winced and chuckled, his chuckle turned into a hoarse yelp. Lily closed her eyes as she felt his seed pulse into her. Tyler collapsed over Lily for a moment before rolling off of her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘You look better,’ Grace said the next morning when she slid into the booth across from Lily. ‘I feel better,’ Lily admitted. ‘Where’s Ty?’ Grace wanted to know. ‘Still sleeping,’ Lily. “What’s wrong? What did he do to you?”“He didn’t touch me. I ran away before he could.”I told Bobby what Mr. Williams had done and said. He held me close. I felt so safe in his arms. I forgot about being naked.He took off his shirt and wrapped it around me. He was a lot taller than me so it worked well to cover my important areas. We sat by the tree. He had his arm around me and I rested my head on his chest.He was rubbing my back. It felt so good. I forgot all about what had happened just a.