.. ?" she asked."I went to Boston and met him five years ago," I said. "I beat the fuck out of him. He was in the hospital before your pitiful cheatin... ass was off of the plane. I took his phone and I got all of your texts. I'll probably be using them as evidence. I also told him who I was and let him know that the next time he came anywhere near you would be his last day on the planet. I told him that I'd also let his wife know about the two of you. I told him that if he ever tried to contact. The couple of TV were going at it quiet passionately now, and Mike watched, the ice having been broken by his mum, thus allowing him to be more able to concentrate on the sex scene. It was fairly explicit for a the BBC, even if it was after nine o’clock, and his cock was rapidly hardening.Claire was also watching the programme, but frequently glanced at her son, finding herself fascinated at the boy’s keen interest in the sex scene. A few glances at the boy’s crotch showed that he was clearly. "Sorry Jen" I forced a smile and laid my hand on her leg, "What is it sweetheart?" Thank you" No need for thanks Jen, I regret hitting him though" What was said that made you snap like that?" Nothing really, it was just the way he said it, like you were some kind of tramp or something!" Tell me Danny" she put her hand on mine,"He just gave me the tape and said, "Here, this is what your fucking sister's really like" and sneered" Oh"We spent the rest of the journey in a companionable silence and. They looked at me in confusion. Abby started to pout and then to cry. Amber followed shortly. I was mystified.“Girls, what’s the matter?” I asked, confused.“The Masters always told us what to eat. We always received our food from them. We were never asked or given a choice. Why must we change now? We don’t know what to do!” Abby cried, despair plain in her voice. Both were producing large quantities of tears by now, so I knew the problem was serious. I hugged both of them to me and patted their.