.” She paused for a moment.“Go on,” Kath encouraged.“Sorry. We chatted for a bit, saying a long goodbye to each other. He handed me a drink, t...en said he wanted to say a proper goodbye to me as he was leaving the party early. He said I was the best friend he’d made during his time there. Then we hugged, kissed very briefly on the lips, he handed me a glass of juice and then he walked away. Yes, I remember now clearly that he walked away and out of the door.”“And what was the next thing that you. I even forgot my wallet. Fortunately I had my phone and some cash in the glove box, so I went to a bar to cool down. I had a couple of beers and was there for maybe an hour when I got a text:"I'm not mad anymore. Please come home so we can discuss."I didn't reply. I didn't want to come home. I nursed a beer when another text came."Please come home and you won't have to masturbate tonight."Well, that was a first. She never initiated sex via text. Hell, she got mad at me for initiating it with. “Now, it’s just another stop on the Tamara and Hannigan Run For Their Lives Tour.”“You seem to be forgetting about all the romance between priests and little boys going on in the Vatican right now...” Hannigan replied.“Not funny,” Tamara scowled, thoughts of Finch and Logan, Lauren and Gene surfacing regularly, “I just thought I’d visit here one day and not have to assume that every person I see is trying to kill me or take me prisoner.”“Not all of them want to do that,” Hannigan laughed, “only. Tall for her age, with waist long dark brown hair, roman nose over a strong overbite and clear focussed eyes, she nevertheless came alive in spirit when in touch with her first love animals - but in seriously premier favourite – big, male entire horses. Not a friendly kid, not liked at the Academy, her attractive fleshy figure would surely become bloated judging by the crap food she was fed and loved.Now on her third and final visit to the residential stables, she aimed to persuade her father,.