That got me started having dirty thoughts about ‘helping her out’. I did not make that known nor lean that direction when I spoke with her. She wa... married and younger, and even if those two were not true, she was way out of my league.When we were talking, she would hold her stomach and say that the baby was moving. One time she asked, “Do you want to feel the baby move?”I said, “Sure.” She grabbed my hand and slid it to the side of her stomach. I felt that baby move for a couple of seconds but. " Where am I?" At home, silly!"I looked around and realised that I was back in the bedroom I had usedbefore.Just then the door opened and Mrs Bright came in."Shoo, Nicola, before I get you to do the washing up AND the drying." That's not fair; I always do the dirty jobs!" Go away, now." OK, see you later."With that, Nicola ran from the room."And shut the door!" Yes Mummy Dear."The door shut quietly and Mrs Bright came over and sat on the bed."How do you feel, Katie?" A bit tired and weak. What. I yelled for help and told frank to leave out the back way. He did and I had to file a report, claiming that Frank ran out after I got him to stop. When I got home Frank was in my room with the lights out. When I flipped the lights on he gasped cause I didn't excpect him to be in there. Before I could say a word, he asked 'You fuck him?' 'What?' 'Did you fuck him?!?' he restated with anger in his voice. I was on edge lookin for anything to use as a weapon in case he wanted to try something.. “Close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you to” She shouts on her return. I nod and obey. “Now open them” She stands in front of me like a warrior queen, her sumptuous body poured into a glossy dark red corset with flowing flame red hair, dark eye makeup and lips to match, her legs are encased in black stockings and her womanhood is hidden seductively behind a pair of black lace knickers. My dungarees are around my ankles whilst my naked torso rests against the metal frame, I am.