Well, we can all be together. Please?"Elizabeth looked at Ruth with hurt eyes, but she nodded her head in agreement. She moved toward her own bed, slo...ly, and got into it. She lay flat on her back and stared up at the ceiling.Ruth was angry with herself for being so selfish, remembering that Kurt was the first man for Elizabeth also, then told herself that she indeed had every right to him first because she had spent most of her time looking after Elizabeth for a couple of years. "Oh, Kurt, do. That’s it ... Nice and hard ... Mmmmmmm...” – flicking her big blue eyes up toward our camera and letting a smile briefly cross her lips as it dawns on her that we’re watching her fondles a goat’s prick... She pushes forward slightly, mashing her tits harder up against him, giving herself another couple of inches of reach so that she can wrap her fingers around that skinny cock... We cut back to the low angle close-up of his under-carriage, watching as Zoey grips on the shaft and gently tugs. " Where does she work?" Mom asked."At the Burnham Diner," I told her.THIRTEENMy Mom came in by herself the next morning. Dad had a meeting he couldn't get out of. That was fine, it wasn't like I was dying or anything, I didn't need them here all the time holding my hand.I was glad to see Mom, though.Mom asked me how I was feeling, and all that bit. After a couple of minutes, she said, "Your Dad and I decided to go out for dinner last night." Well, since you were here until seven, that doesn't. "Stop the fucking car," raged Lorraine.John pulled off the road onto some grass that bordered the quite thick woods and he turned to look at his wife, whose eyes were ablaze with anger."Get out of the car," she ordered, and for a moment John thought that she was leaving him there but as he opened the driver's door she opened the passenger one. He hoped that it just meant that she was now going to be driving, but she grabbed his arm and ushered him towards the woods."You are going to get your.