. Not a whole lot to do in this town, so when we weren't working in the pub, we would be naked in our room as we were young, horny people. We were v...ry open minded, always trying new things, and had a bit of an exhibitionist side to us.One day I came into our room, she was on the phone. I came in and layed next to her, kissed her neck and I could hear her dad's voice on the other end of the phone. I kept kissing, started playing with her small, braless tits through her shirt, her nipples. “Look at you,” he said, concerned. “Come upstairs to the bathroom. I’ll find you a bathrobe and towels. We can dry your clothes in the tumble drier. Have a shower if you want, you look really cold. It’ll warm you up. Tracy left some shower gel and other stuff when she went.”He gave her a bathrobe and a couple of bath towels and pointed her to the bathroom on the landing.“Put your wet things on the landing. I’ll take them down with my own when I’ve dried off.”So saying he left her standing and. “Are Tim and Wolf there with you?” Dad asked.“Yeah, and Cassidy,” I told him.“Put me on speaker,” he ordered.“Hey, Mr. Dawson,” Tim said.“I called to update David about the money you all received from Southwest Central State.”“Did the FBI and NCAA get notified?” I asked.“I’m actually with Special Agent Bryn out of the Chicago FBI office. He has a couple questions for you,” Dad said.“Do we need Ms. Addison for this?” I asked.She’d been very insistent that we do just that if we ever talked to the. I've rung her digs, but she's not there, or not answering." His voice dropped, barely audible. "Polly I'm scared. Go round and..." Robert!" I interrupted him and paused. Let the bastard sweat. "Look, you prat - " Normal terminology when talking to the contractors. "She's here. You have a duty of care to your..."I was just getting into my stride when he interrupted me, "Polly! What! Who's there? I'm talking about a girl called Sarah, Sarah Franklin?"My turn to interrupt. "You wouldn't be phoning.