”“Neglected?” Aggie queried with the quick fill-in.“Neglected,” Bev repeated nodding vigorously. “YES, neglected. And I can’t believe ho... much more I’m feeling that way.”“Speaking for myself Bev I’ve felt that way for over a year,” Aggie responded. “And I’ve told Trish and Carla about it more than once.” Looking at the other two she went on. “And they’ve told me that they feel the same way. It seems that all four of us believe it.” Capturing Bev’s eyes, she continued, “We’ve just been thinking. I did everything he asked, driven by sexual pleasure I had never dreamed was possible. I obeyed his every command and the sight of him moving the cursor around my computer screen drove me wild. I told him my username and password and watched him take my money. He told me I could cum if I begged him to take more. I begged him. He took more. I masturbated frantically, he made me stop. 'Beg me to take more' he said. I begged. He took more. I lost count of the number of times me made me beg him to. Fright crossed the boys face and his father reached up grabbing the boy’s shoulder. ‘It’s alright Jack.’ ‘But yer dying father,’ he said not believing the words he himself just spoke. ‘Everyone at some point must do so son. I myself was happy to have my first time. That was until I met yer mother.’ The fright on young Jack’s face was now replaced with confusion. ‘What do ye mean?’ ‘There are things in this world that many people don’t fully understand,’ he began. ‘My time is short so I’ll. I desperately wanted to meet with him, but what would I say? And anyway, if anyone saw us having contact Annie would hate me even more then she already did. But I had to see him, so despite how big a mistake I knew it would be I texted him to meet me at the café by the market. It wasn’t hard to spot him, he was by far the best looking man in the building. He was slumped over the coffee table at such an angle it made his arm muscles bulge, as if they were about to pop out of his t shirt. His.