She can get someone there to tell the school that Sidra is now in a protected place after being abused.”Frances asked for confirmation, “You have ...idra’s surname?”“Yes. Sadaf. She had to give us that, for our records, and she did, once I assured her they would remain private. We don’t have the name of the school, though. Do you want to try asking her?”“Why not? It will be a first step towards normality.” she turned and opened the door to go in.Erika had sat down on a chair, had Sidra on her. I had become more open about my desires and although I had never had any lesbian encounters in real life, over the years I had a couple of lesbian fantasies about certain women I knew and found chatting with other women even more stimulating, though I suspected more than one was a man. I was about to log off, grab a shower and make lunch when a name popped up requesting a private chat. It was the name that caught my eye and made me accept, Julie_C that was the same name as my neighbour. "A twinkle in his eye. "Can, you, now?"And then, to this day, I don't know exactly what happened, but in the span of about a third of a second he somebody flipped me off him, around, and, without ever fully pulling out of my pussy, got me bent over the side of the sofa and just started ramming me, hard.I came before his first full stroke was finished.Well, for the first time, at least. And it was a monster - waves of pleasure wracking my body. I was vaguely aware of the noises I was making, but. I smiled knowingly, "Yes John, he sent me," I lied, there as no seventeen year old high school athlete John, only balding overweight forty three year old me. I was the John off Facebook and she had already shown me her perfect hairless vagina and little titty buds on the web cam and now she was here all raging teenage hormones just crying out to be fucked.Who are you?" she asked."John sent me, he's been delayed, his train is late, he sent me to fetch you." I explained."Who are you," she asked.