If the truth be told Faith’s mother, Lady Greene, was not as keen on Benjamin Gould as her husband, not that it mattered. Lady Greene was a quiet wo...an, Lord Greene pointed this out as an inclination to what Faith would grow into. Lady Greene had never said she didn’t like Benjamin, but Faith knew. Faith understood her mother a lot more than her father did. Physically there were both alike. They were both small, elfin even, excepting for their breasts which were unfashionably large. These were. I know that they all pretty much enjoyed it because I have one of those angelic faces that looked totally innocent even with a thick cock stuck in between my wet red lips. My glasses helped make me look intelligent and most guys would be able to cum just looking down at my sad submissive eyes. I knew I was a terrible submissive and I had a hard time saying no to anything. Sometimes that had gotten me into trouble but a lot of times it had helped broaden my grasp of experience.Experience was. . I don't remember meeting her. Isn't that strange? I remember getting to the fountain and then I just ... I don't remember what happened after that." Ah! That's interesting." He stands and holds out an arm. "Will you take my arm? I think we should take a walk." A walk? Where will we walk?" I think it's time for you to take me to the fountain." Oh ... but..." Edward Richardson, there is a band-aid on your soul. It has been protecting a wound. But it is time to take off the band-aid." I don't. ‘We got rather well acquainted.’ Lucy could only imagine how well acquainted that was. Poor Matt. He didn’t stand a chance. Not that ending up saddled with Gary had helped his case. For a moment she felt guilty about that. But it wasn’t her fault. Talking to Gary last night wouldn’t have achieved anything. He had made his bed and now he would have to lie in it. ‘So you’re not interested in Matt?’ Sara looked rather surprised. ‘He’s ok, I guess,’ she admitted with a shrug. ‘Why?’ Lucy decided.