“And you, how are you feeling because of the help he is giving you?” Sue looked back at Gulara and said.“I was shocked, angry and terrified when...I first found out, but as time goes on I have come to accept his help, but I’m starting to fear that I’m becoming too dependent on him, there is no one else in my life, our relationship changes from day to day, but I fear the bond between us is changing most of all and maybe not for the best.” Gulara placed her hand on Sue’s shoulder to comfort. The door to our flats suddenly opened behind Alice and Fiona and they stepped aside letting a tall man of around thirty step through. He looked each up and down as he slowly passed through blowing his smoke into Alice face. Fucking slags he said in a rough slurred voice before barring passed me and staggering down the street in the same direction as the police car towards the city. Come on. That way I said pointing to where the piss head had staggered. They tottered off in front staying close. That’s why I chose to try my luck in Canada. Who knows? Maybe my lousy luck would change in the Great White North. My journey to Canada wasn’t easy. For several weeks I stayed at the immigrant shelter in Buffalo, praying that the Canadian government would allow me to cross the border. There was paperwork to be handled by both U.S. and Canadian authorities. My turn finally came, and when I crossed the border, my uncle Harold, the older brother of my father, came to greet me. I would stay at his. Take over here for me. I told Caroline and she replaced me, leaning in to slurp at Nickis fanny. Nicki stopped complaining. I moved to the foot of the bed, lifted Caroline up onto her knees, rubbed myself against her cunt and pushed into her. Caroline groaned into Nickis fanny and Nicki groaned into her gag. Again I got into a rhythm, this time fucking my wifes cunt as she licked and fingered our friends cunt. After only a few minutes we were all close to coming. Nicki started the chain.