He got a small cup from the cabinet and followed Emily up the stairs."What are you gonna do, Daddy?" Emily asked as they went up the steps."I'm gonna ...each my little girl a lesson." What?" Don't worry about it, Emily. Just go."He pointed her up the stairs.Without another word Emily turned and went up the stairs to her Aunt Jennifer's bedroom. Dave stopped in his room, sending Emily on ahead."Give one of those bottles to Olivia and the other to your aunt. The third one is mine." What about me?". She tried to bring me up by herself and I remember her as loving mum but when I had to go to school she could not afford to clothe me so I was fostered. I had three lots of foster parents. The last ones passed me on when I was fifteen and a half. The woman had found me masturbating over a copy of Mayfair and thought it was disgusting. It took a month to find new parents."No one wants a dirty little boy like you." The old bag said.When my new mum and dad came to pick me up it was not like other. I had been living there for eight months and seriously, time went by, and I hardly knew anyone, my only company was my small TV and my radio.I had no social life and knew no one my age group and even after all this time had never had a night out, choosing instead, to just close my front door and read, paint, or on occasions, watch TV.One day I came home to find the small landing full of boxes, it appeared someone else was moving in next door and I realised, for the first time it was a front. Graham took her hand and guided her watching her magnificant breasts bounce slighlty as she walked next to him she looked turned and stopped looking into his eyes he was her hero she loved him from the moment he had talked to her on a chat site on line. They never intended to have a physical relationship but after talking on the phone for 8 months after her first private messaging him she was head over heals and could not wait any longer to meet him so they organised to meet and have a few.