I was amazed at just how wet she was” fuck Sue, you're soaking” so I carried on and I could tell the way she was grinding down onto my hand that i... wasn’t going to take her long to cum.She turned to me, "lets give the guy a real show “opened the car door, walked out of the car and opened her dress fully, with this I walked around to her made her move forward a bit so I could stand behind her then carried on fingering her pussy thought her soaked knickers – we both could clearly see this guy was. “I’m so pleased for the pair of you,” his proud fatherly face repeated, “but I can’t help but wonder how Dave will take it. After everything that happened with Chris. How are you going to tell him, Jill? When are you going to tell him?”I looked at Jill’s face on the screen, even on the small screen her hesitation and doubt as clear as day. Again my world slowed to a glacial crawl as I waited to hear Jill’s words, wondering what new horror or pain they might bring. Wanting her words to arrive. After supper, which was mostly take out, or frozen foods, he took me tohis room. He opened the door to his closet and put a stool in it. "Watchthis," he said as he stood on the stool and opened a trap door to theattic. He boosted himself up and climbed into the attic. A minute later hewas back on the stool. He climbed down and pulled a suitcase after him."These might help you," he said as he put the dusty suitcase on his bed.He opened the suitcase. In it I saw some girls' clothes that I knew. " I was thinking the same thing. What do you have there?" Mr. Piotrowski asked."A book on two-stroke motorcycles." Ah."After a quick trip to the house to take the jewelry box to the post office at Meritt's, Mr. Piotrowski gave him the rest of the day off. They would start clearing out the storage building the next day he told him.The next morning Scott was very eager to get to Mr. Piotrowski's. When he pedaled up to the house there was a big extended cab pickup truck with an empty flat bed.