She was too red-faced and angry, too embarrassed and fearful of her mother’s rage to admit it.“You quit the pill to tamp down your goddamned mood ...wings,” Sasha sighed. “Besides you know he’s fucking other women.”“And I am too!” Frieda growled.“Other boys?!” Sasha’s voice cracked. “They’re younger than him, right?”“Yeah, they’re all younger,” Frieda agreed. She ignored correcting the “other boys” assumption. Frieda had just told her mother that she was fucking women. It was Sasha’s fault if she. "Let's give it the rest of the day and tonight and see if she starts to crack."14:55, 5 SeptemberIt had been something of a whirlwind day for Jamie and the girls. The first port of call had been Fort William followed by Faslane and then a stop at every camp where survivors remained. What Jamie had in mind went down very well with everyone and the logistic required to make it happen were immediately worked on.Once he had set everything in motion, Jamie took the Lynx over Glasgow and settled it. . I do fuck", her next utterances were grunts and gasps as he pumped away. They were like two well oiled machines working in rhyme.In his workroom her husband finished sanding the top of the table he was making. 'Wonder if the computer is fixed?' he muttered to himself. 'It has been over an hour and I do want it operating for I have research material that I have to get off the internet'. He turned off the machine and returned by the back door. The computer room was empty. 'Maybe the wife is. True enough when we got there we could hear the water running and knew that it had to be miss wilson as it was after school and all the students had gone already, we peeked round the wall and there she was naked the warm water and soap sliding all over her body, we all seemed to let out a low moan at seeing her which made miss wilson turn to see the four of us staring at her."what have we here then" she said just looking at us not bothering to cover up, "do you want to wank while I shower" she.