I had sent mine to the same company by post, and the report asserted in their legalistic way that Greta was indeed my daughter.Jenny and I were taking...an evening flight to Hamburg, and Greta caught me on the phone as I was awaiting the taxi."Hey, Dad," she bubbled. "Nice one!" Pardon?" The card!" she almost shouted. "Mum went ballistic! She ranted on to Derek about knowing all there was to know about your infidelity, and would see to it you suffered for 'this campaign' as she put it."Derek. Free at last, free at last.After getting my cash out of the locker, I bought a bus ticket to Chicago. I didn't have any place in mind but there was an express bus going there. I had a lot of time to think while I watched the farmland pass by the window. I was a lot worse off now than I was before, but I no longer had a cheating wife humiliating me. I had enough cash with me to last a couple years, with my lifestyle, but I knew I would eventually have to find some kind of work to keep from going. ” Greg grinned and looked at me for conformation. I nodded. “You haven’t changed? Have you?” Mrs. Robinson laughed as her hand lingered on his muscular thigh, “You always were a horny little sod!” Greg playfully looked shocked at the accusation. “Yes you were” she continued, “Don’t think for one moment that didn’t know what you and Karen got up to when she told me you were studying!” I was now laughing at Greg’s shocked expression – eyes wide open and mouth agape! As Mrs.. Her robe billowed behind her as she arranged Somer properly and dropped down. She began her ride with long sweeping strokes, rolling her hips to drag the wedged crown along the length of her tube. Somer bounced his hips a few times as a signal to speed up but the blond placed a hand on his chest and maintained a steady pace. Somer relaxed back and surrendered to her control. In the moonlight he could see her face rapt in an expression of concentration and determination. The pace continued.