My uncle is sitting next to my father and his hand is up my mum’s skirt probably playing with her cunny too.I need the loo, I was so scared when my ...ather told me to get on the footstool I was so scared that I was just pleased I didn’t wet myself there and then.I ask for permission to go to the loo and my father says yes. My grandpa stands up and grabbing my hand takes me upstairs to the bathroom. I sit down on the toilet, crying out in pain as I start to pee, my cunny still so sore. My. “Bart, do you have something on your mind?” I asked.“Today is the first day that I will not lock the door behind me. “ He said, “but I need to explain how things will work, then you must decide if you are willing to accept the circumstances of your freedom.”I nodded, so excited that I was unable to speak, after all I had only seen the inside of my tower room for a long time, especially when you consider I had never had any limits to my freedom before.He continued “ If you agree I must fit you. But I beg your pardon, Caroline. I could tell from the look on your face as I entered, that you had news of your own. And I have quite selfishly prevented you from telling me of it."Caroline smiled and took a deep breath."William, I mean to move to London permanently."William's face burst into smile."Caroline, how delightful. You are most certainly welcome to —" Forgive me, William, but I know what you intend to say, and I must ask you to stop. No offer could be more generous, but I cannot in. I ought to sort these out. Not now though. It was before we were married - well before - now it was witnessed I thing. It would be in my papers, perhaps."I couldn't remember the affair. I had done so many odd things for Elizabeth over the years that this one didn't stand out. I poked my head out into the main office and told Susan to get Robert's file for the period before his marriage to Elizabeth.While we waited, I asked the girl if she would like us to act for her."I've never had a.