” That’s twice, Bradley. I looked through my binoculars at the condo garden. A ladder led from the rooftop down to the patio. The boxy shape of a ...oof-access stair enclosure poked up from the roof. I wondered how far I would have to climb to get to Bradley. He was really pissing me off.“Fine Bradley. Don’t hurt her. Where do you want me to bring the laptop?” I didn’t want to let him know that I knew where Riley was held. Bradley might not be there. There was a pause. I had the feeling that he. I made her cum, right there. Her juices dripping over my lips and down my chin, I sucked them into my mouth with pleasure. I crawled upward, her legs still over my shoulders and wiped her juices off my face. “Did you like that?” she was out of breath for a moment, but then nodded, like she wanted to admit it but was also scared to “better than using your vibrator?” her cheeks blushed red, and nodded again, a slightly shy look on her face.“I could let you have the real thing....if you want?" i. She struggled to keep a light terry robe on her shoulders in the breeze."My name's Samantha, and we are probably cousins, guessing from your hair colour. But my real question was whether you were a true Covington, or a true Pye"I still looked dense at this question."Oh my" she replied, "I don't suppose that you've never been told the difference, have you?" I guess not" I replied."Oh dear boy, you must know. Come out of the pool, and I'll explain".I hopped out of the pool, and towelled myself. But the disturbing thing is that there are tears running down her cheeks onto her pillow. She’s crying quietly.I reached over to hold her, to try and comfort her but she pulled away. I thought for a moment she must be mad at me but she sobbed and said, “Don’t touch me, Mike! I’m ... it’s just ... you don’t want to touch me, not now.”I reached out, pulled her back and took her in my arms. She struggled at first and then she collapsed into my arms and cried like I’ve never seen her cry before..