There was a look in her eye that Kyle had never seen before, but it had an immediate affect on him and his dick – which hardened into concrete. Heat...er nodded to the couch, and Kyle smiled as he took up his usual position. Like a flash, Heather sunk onto the couch and into her son, knees drawn up and her arms around them. Kyle's arms found their usual place, as Heather snuggled into her son. Now was the acid test for not only Jeremy's theory, by Kyle's as well, he told himself as he was about. I couldn't ask for a better lover. Didn't Lindatell you that she only likes girls?" Yea. But, I thought she was an exception. A strange kind of anexception, but an exception." You need an education." But, Jason dressed as a girl. Sorry. But, that's got to be funny."Jason looked at Ronnie again, but this time not for support, but withanger in his eyes.Ronnie asked Jason, "Can I show her?" I don't know if I want her seeing anything!", Jason snapped back."Honey!" Oh, go on! I'm out to the world. This, she thought, was how life should be. This was the dream for the future she had always had, the dream she thought would be denied to her in perpetuity, because Lance would manage to trap her, or worse.Hell, she hadn’t felt this safe, this warm, or this comfortable since the last time her mother had held her in her arms over four years ago. That memory was one of the things that kept her going past that night. That night, that dark, stormy, and terrible night four years ago! It had brought. It was right on the agreed time that the pub door opened, and Sandra had walked in. Looking round casually, she had seen him, and obviously recognising him from the photograph that he had sent her; she walked straight to his table. As she crossed the floor towards him, he had a chance to take a good look at her. She was certainly quite lovely. About 5,6" a nice complexion, slim figure and with tight curly hair, dyed a sort of a silver grey colour, brushed severely back, and showing her small.