Oh,the daily actives continued, but there wasn't the same enthusiasm. Theyounger years at The Manor seemed to be the least disrupted, probablybecause ...hey knew a lot less of the school goings on. The only ones thatseemed to understand in the younger years were Matilda and Mary Beth.It seemed strange, but I woke up before the alarm. I looked over at thetime; the alarm would go off in five minutes."Morning darling," murmured Helen."Morning," I responded, giving a little stretch. I turned over to. It must have made them mad because we didn't acknowledge them so they said to my boyfriend that they were gonna fuck me when he wasnt around and they ran over and slapped my ass because I was wearing a tiny skirt that was short enough where they could see a bit of my ass. We kept walking and we walked around the park and back to our home about 2 hours later. When we returned just outside our door the 2 homeless men were there. They told me to go over to them and my boyfriend let me but watched. "Well? Did you see them? Did they see you?" She asked anxiously."Yes ... and no," he responded back smugly, obviously enjoying the fact he had knowledge which she didn't."Alright smart ass, tell me ... who's my father with anyway? Do you know her?" One of em I do," he grinned mischievously."One of them? You mean there's two? Who?" Well one of them's a blonde, though I've never seen her before. But the other one..." he paused making Becky irritated with him as he drew out the suspense."Tell me. Consedering last week it had done nothing but rain the tree was now dry enough to sit on which is exactly what she did. Propping her bike at the end she sat with her legs either side and just laid back enjoying the sun, her short skirt rising up as she laid back and stretched out. Her knickers still damp from the bike and heat she felt trickles of sweat running down her legs, ignoring them she started to fall asleep. Soon she began to stir,she must have been really sweating,her pussy was.