I squeezed her hand until she turned to look at me. “But so am I – and so is Col.”Mutti Frida pulled her hands from us and picked up her mug. Ta...ing a sip, she looked at us both and then shook her head. “Yes, you are both young and you have kept our secret – up until today when you did something that may have exposed us.”I gave Col a chagrined look. She frowned back and turned to Mutti Frida.“Yes – and we’ve learned a lesson through that mistake. We’ll be more guarded in future.” She gave me a. Even after telling her of my disappointments of the day she remained upbeat. I would have thought at the least she would be dismayed as I was. But no, she wasn’t. ‘I have found out quite a lot. I had to go to Chelmsford to the Records office. I took a taxi and I have the receipts.’ I looked up. ‘A taxi? You could have gone by train!’ ‘Taxi was much faster, and you will want to know what I have discovered.’ ‘It had better be good.’ I grumbled. ‘The Estate was owned by the same family for some. We shut the door, and it was go time. She had me sit down on the bed first, and then she got right in front of me. She was in just a dress, with only her bra and panties underneath. I just eyeballed her for a minute as she danced like a stripper. She knew I was into that."You know, the last three years have been one big love and sex trip," Kelly said as she was still dancing."And I've loved every moment of it," I let her know.She came up right to my face, and kissed me once. "Even when I was. I went to the farthest mirror and examined myself. Me, being a regular size, had long blonde hair, hazel eyes, a crop top with a tank top under and jeans with Ugs. I made sure my makeup wasn`t smudged and checked my vocals quickly. "Oh please, she`s trying out for the Choir, give me a break." Kamara Jenkinz glanced over the counter, while her friends giggled and I rolled my eyes. I hated to be mean, but Kamara was a slut. Almost every day, she wore a shirt that reached down to her mid- half.