“Well, it was like this. When David, my stepfather was killed, it was awful. He had been wonderful to me as I was growing up, and I was so sad, but ...um was sort of shocked. She went into some sort of withdrawal, and it took a long time for her to start to live again. I was with her all that time and we got very close.” “I’m sure, it must have been a terrible time, for both of you”. “Yes, but that’s not what I mean. I mean, Mum and I got really close, as close as two people can be”. “You. What I found when I opened the door was a pretty good looking young man in Dockers, Hush Puppies and wearing a Tommy Hilger shirt. His jaw dropped when he saw me standing there doing my best to look sexy without looking slutty."Come on in sugar and let me rock your world."I stepped aside and he stumbled in, helped along by his mother who had a hand in the middle of his back and was pushing. Mom was my second surprise. I had pictured her as overweight forty something looking a little bit like. “Sorry Vanessa. I didn’t mean to, it’s just that I left in such a hurry I didn’t have time...and then when I got here I was so eager to tell you about my day,” she looked ashamed. “Look, I’ve managed to hold it now. I’m so sorry. Let’s both go and get cleaned up.” She made to get up but I held on to her. As the warmth of her piss soaked through my skirt, tights and then my panties. It ran down across my cunt lips and into a little pool between my legs. The fire in my cunt really took hold and I. He was back on the beach outside Beirut once again. It was thesummer of 1992 and he'd just received word that the Steen-Ostensoe Case had wrapped up. One call from the Enigmatic Ted andhe was off on vacation.Ted was an enigma - never seen - rarely heard from. The primitiveGPS unit Henry had, and everything was primitive in those days,triangulated his boss's whereabouts somewhere outside Harvard.The distinctive Boston accent hinted strongly that the GPS wasaccurate enough.The vacation pay was.