She kept telling herself it could be a fluke in her system, and that both tests were false positives.As things happen, she received the certified lett...r the next day. It was addressed to her and the postman required her to sign for it. It was from a lawyer representing the Willow Brook Pharmacy, where, the letter noted, she had recently been sold a supply of Benzostyrillenophyl Oxyflorrinal birth control pills, lot number 6732AZ. A federal investigation had determined there was a problem with. "Yes, Sarah, a good five minutes ago." She kept shaking her head getting more and more annoyed with her step-aunt. It wasn't the first-time Sarah had been late and they had missed a show or a meal with friends. Becky had even told Sarah off who to be fair had taken her scolding well accepting it was well-deserved. In fact, Sarah never ever retorted that she was the adult and Becky a mere teenager as she knew it was mostly her that was in the wrong.Becky glared at Sarah and even though annoyed. I walked for a few minutes and found a little place on a corner, it was a regular dingy little London café, but had kind of a Middle Eastern flair, a couple of older men sat a table outside smoking hookahs and inside there was no one, just a big wide screen tele playing music videos with the sound down. I walked up to the counter, there was no one there so I looked through the chiller-cabinet for something that might be appetising, there was a big glass and metal fridge with drinks to the right. The bottom hem of her lingerie slid up over her ass, revealing the thong underwear she wore under it. The black panties matched the top she wore, though there was no pink tie in front to match the pink lacing up the front of the top. Her firm, shapely ass was divided by the black fabric, drawing the men’s eyes to it. As she was placed across the countertop, all eyes turned to the ass that was now presented to them. Her head would hang over the other end, perfectly placed for one of them to get.