.. The teddy shows off plenty of flesh, her shoulders slim, with the front dropping low enough, and being loose enough, that we can see her tiny titti...s inside. She’s clearly a middle-aged woman, but has the boobs of a twelve-year-old.She looks into camera and introduces herself in a light and breezy, almost lazy tone. “Hiiiii ... I’m Annette Bogle, I’m 44, and I’m from Truro in Cornwall ... And ... I ... Want...” She pauses as if she’s thinking about not admitting what she’s here for, that. “That was amazing John,” she cooed.“That was all you Diana,” I answered with a smile.After that I pretty much fell asleep on the bathroom floor. I don’t know what Diana did but what felt like a three minutes later I was woken up by Diana.“John, John get up,” Diana was rocking me while sobbing.“What is the matter?”“We are late.”At first I had no idea what she was talking and then I realized what she was talking about.“Are you sure?”“Of course I’m fucking sure,” Diana was in tears, “What are we. ”My mother sat looking at me for a while. “Can I ask why you are so sure that they will keep our secrets?”I wasn’t sure how I could answer this. I certainly couldn’t tell her that they had trusted me with far more important secrets and Col had stayed silent about my suicide attempts. I could see my mother trying to divine my thoughts from my face. I remembered reading that the best way to answer a question you weren’t sure how to answer was to ask a question back.“How many people do you think. .. I didn't even know she was dead until this morning."Shit ... now I had figure out what I do to scum who lie to me."Then why didn't you know Alek was dead as well?" I said as I pulled off his neck tie. "Now you are going to find out what I do to scum who lie to me." Him and me, both.I pulled his arms to the back of the chair and tied them tightly with his necktie. His primary weapon was his mind, which I had currently rendered impotent. But his gun had shown he wasn't adverse to a physical.