Had she really forgotten about me, or did she just not care? Maybeshe had text me and I'd just missed it. If only I could check my phonejust one more ...ime.... But there was no chance of that. A few secondslater I was gone.Saturday 18th May 2019 (Age 41) - DateI was in the process of applying mascara when my phone rang. Not to berushed, I completed my task with one final sweep to my left eye'slashes, checked myself in the mirror and retuned the brush to its tube.The phone continued to ring.. ”I couldn’t believe what he had asked me to do but my knees sank onto the carpet and I leaned forward just sniffing it at first and it smelled just like my knickers had, then tentatively reaching out my tongue to lick the purple head. It had a nice yet strange taste so I opened my mouth and tried to take it into it. But it was far too large so only just managed the purple head into it. “Oh! Yes, suck it, and move your hand up and down it.”I did as I was told and listened to his moans which for. Stuff like that’s practically mandatory, yaknow.”“And that’s enough to make you drop Dil?”“I wanna play out there, Jenn. I’m not a slut. I never messed around on Dil. But there’s a couple of guys ... I really thought about it, but Dil’s been good to me, and it just wasn’t right to mess around on ‘im. If you don’t want ‘im, though, I think he’ll survive.”Gongs banging in my head. Little voices saying ‘Hey, Jenn ... You better take this... ‘“I don’t wanna act like I’m stealing from you?”“I’m. With a deep sigh, she took another bite of her tuna salad.Tim and Bennie finally spotted the solitary figure of Miss Worthington sitting in a corner of the lunch room. They moved quickly, without at the same time appearing to rush, in her direction. Tim carried the cup of juice carefully so as not to spill a drop.When Emma looked up and saw the two thirteen year olds, she groaned."What do you want?" she asked with ill humor. "If it is about that Miss Appleton of yours, I haven't heard a thing.