The combination of fear and excitement were almost too much for me, and I seemed about to faint. The sensations he was getting from having my lips wra...ped around, and moving up and down, his shaft made Jeff thrash his hips around, which I found very sexy. The sun was no longer high in the sky, and was just peeking around one of the big buildings. The sunlight on our roof wasn’t going to last much longer. I wanted to bring Jeff off again while our audience of voyeurs could still see us, so. But, he thought, I know I shall tire of her, probably quite quickly, and what then? And it was with that thought he led her by the hand up the stairs and into his bedroom.In the bedroom it all went much better than he had expected. She simply stripped off her clothes, folding them carefully and putting them on the dressing table, as if it were the most habitual procedure in her life. Then she pulled the duvet back and lay down on the sheet to watch as he undressed rather more slowly than. It opened and a woman stood there. She was about the same size as Berta, maybe ten years older.The woman looked past Berta at me and stated. “You’d be the man that killed my husband.”“Yes, Ma’am. I’m Brady Boyd and I’m here to tell you I’m sorry for you. Your husband as he lay dying asked that I give you a hand because he couldn’t. What can I do for you?”“Come in, I’ll listen. This your wife?”“Yes“I’m Berta.”“Name’s Sarah.” The house was small, neat, and clean. Sarah had used an iron on her. ’Where was Scotland again? ‘The UK?’ Ian chuckled. Oh… she knew where the UK was… so Scotland was hundreds of miles away… And Sara would never, ever be in Scotland—she was deathly afraid of airplanes and mortified of change. She swallowed and felt her heart sank to the bottoms of who-knew-where, just somewhere deep, very, very deep. ———————————————— ‘Mama I’m hungry!’ ‘You have a bottomless pit for a stomach. Do they not feed you at the creamery?’ ‘I can’t just drink milk and eat ice cream all.