.. when he thought I was sleeping. I thought he missed Karl." I think he's always played it a bit close to the chest. If no one knows him, no one can ...urt him."She nodded. "Yes. It didn't matter to me; I loved him. He was so kind, so caring; a little possessive, which is why I assumed it would only ever be the two of us. Until it wasn't." What would you have done if he'd come to you and told you his plan? To escape?" Gone with him," she replied, without hesitation."And what do you think would. His father was supposed to have taken care of Di.While they continued to discuss the past, Jason wondered if Tammy had managed to do more than abuse foster kids and defraud social services. What if Gerald's father Jerry had made arrangements for Di, but Tammy had found a way to steal her inheritance like Leanne had done with his Pawpaw's money.His thoughts returned to Di when she reached for her father's crippled hands. "I wish I'd come years ago. I wish I'd really read your letters. I'm so. I’d shuffled forwards so far now I was in reach of their stand, and I knew if they looked back in my direction, there was no more pretence, nothing else I could pretend to look at. I shuffled forward the last few feet, my legs clenched together right up to my buttocks, which is my wanking position – I’m not sure why, there was no way I could mac-wank here, with people around and so close to Her stand. Then Miss Lindsey turned just as I shuffled up to the stand, making me stop abruptly and look. I've only just begun to touch it, and it's already dripping. It's very warm and swollen as well." Margaret pushed in a second finger, jacking her off harder. "Does this feel better?" Ungggh!"Patty blushed with shame, splaying her legs wider. The whole scene was absurd; she already knew that Margaret was a horny dyke who wanted to seduce her. But, since she had begun fucking her son, Patty's sex needs were so uncontrollably strong that she reacted helplessly to any stimulus. Now she started.