Do you know?”“I’d never ask. Dad took mum’s death quite hard. I doubt he thinks that way – even though he and Winnie have an ancient history...”“Over thirty years ago. Remember Sebastian.”“In The Tempest?”“Right. ‘What’s past is prologue.’ More importantly, I think past is past.”“No. Faulkner wrote: ‘The past is never dead. It’s not even past’.”“That’s good. Where’s it from?”“Requiem for a Nun. We read it in school.”“Another difference between Perth and Scotch. We read no Faulkner.”“Is that good. Jim ate and sucked her pussy as Julie moaned I love it eat your cum from me baby eat it all. She soon came for a second time and Jim moaned in obvious approval of the face washing he was being treated to. After a few moments Julie suddenly jumped up and said not a word to anyone about this and it is never going to happen again o.k? Jim reluctantly agreed after asking her are you sure? Yes she said with firmness in her voice that told me she meant it. They both buttoned up and went back up. She'd supported Mary through her difficult divorce and she, Cath, through her occasional messy break ups. Cath had bounced around a bit between lovers before settling on Mike. They'd been together 14 years, now, and neither felt like moving on.Cath's daughter, she insisted, had pulled them together in the end. Michaela Sky was 11, now, and pretty and smart like her mother.Mary had a couple of hours in the morning owing to cancellations and walked the half block to see her. Cath worked for a. He was just as naked as the two girls but most of his face was covered with what looked like a pulsating blob of flesh. She could see drool drizzle from his slack jaw as a low whimpering moan escaped from his throat. Her eyes followed the trail of the drool as it slathered his hard penis below. “Penis” wasn’t really the right word for this monstrosity. His madly twitching and heavily veined cock was nearly three feet long and at least five inches thick. A steady flow of precum oozed from the.