We had a brilliant meal, the company was good and the talk comforting,Brett and myself agreed to call round to pick up the report thefollowing afterno...n so Brett could talk to the 'Powers that Be' in NewYork.We went our separate ways about eleven, Amy and Guy, Kylie and Carl andof course Brett and myself.Arriving home at the same time as a slightly tipsy mum and dad, weretired to the lounge to have a nightcap, somehow the discussion gotaround to me, and the things that I had done to help the. Sarah went in on her own, whilst I stood outside feeling self conscious with my bag from the lingerie store. When she came out, she stuffed the bag into her handbag and took me by the hand. “Come on, you can come stay at mine. We have a lot of fun ahead of us, and you have clean panties for tomorrow!” The smile she gave me as she said it reminded why I was following this girl round like a lost puppy.-------------------------------------- We headed back to Sarah’s and it turned out we had the. And he was enjoying himself. He would have raped her, if it had been necessary, but the whipping had rendered her obedient enough to seduce.All Linda knew was that she was afraid of her father now; afraid to defy him, afraid to fight against him, afraid to stop him from raping her. As gentle as he might be with her, this was still rape to the young girl. Her drunken, raunchy father was ravishing her against her will, defiling her, shaming her. And she knew that she could never tell a soul about. My Mum started telling her what we’d all been up to, when I glanced sideways and realised that Abi’s dress was gaping open at the top and I had a perfect view inside of her left breast. Oh god, she wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see the whole smooth curve of it, right down to her dark nipple. I knew straight away that she’d done it on purpose: I was the only one getting the benefit of her intimate flash. And that answered one of the questions I’d been asking myself in the shower: had she.