Always blabbing on about needing more money to pay for some new worthless scheme that would show the world how great the UK still was. If the economy ...ere any lower, even the Devil himself would feel the pinch. Watching the rich get richer and the poor, well, just being forgotten was not Dan's idea of a great country. How can a country let war veterans die from the cold in winter, yet spend countless millions on the Olympics that last less than three weeks?He wanted out, out from the thieving. Somehow I knew I needed to hurry, and I fair flew down the steps to the street, careless after all of this, my skirt flying around all over the place. I came to my senses down at the street, and set a firm but not ridiculous pace back to the park, pausing on the path as a couple of people wandered past me, before beginning my search for whatever Birch had left for me. It didn’t take me long. Perched in the fork of a tree was an envelope. Large, brown, and with ‘Heather’ printed on the front of. I’ve looked at him through my binoculars and from the look of him, the man isn’t well. He looks tired and haggard. If I’m lucky, he’ll give up without a fight and we can put an end to this today. If he does resist, and gets in a lucky shot, killing me, well ... make certain the man pays for everything he’s done. Also make sure that Clara and Kim complete what needs to be done. I’m certain they will, but I’d like you to give them your support. They’ll need it.”“I will support your women, Jake;. She lifts the middle of her stretched tights up a bit and I snap a quick picture. I'm suddenly very grateful the flash was turned off. Pardon me, I'll be right back.I nearly fumble my phone in the toilet stall, but my cold sweaty hands finally manage to open the picture. Much of her pussy is obscured behind her hand, but her gleaming pussy hair is slightly red; the carpet matches the d****s. The folds of her labia are in full bloom, swollen like she's freshly fucked. I contemplate snapping one.