"Your mom and I had an argument which I totally regret. Your grandmother forbid your mother to see me or me her. I figured if I signed her yearbook an... her mother saw it she might get in trouble and that's the last thing I wanted. Do you have a pen?"I took the pen and opened it up to the last page of Tina's yearbook. I wrote, 'To the girl that I will never forget. You will be in my heart and always a part of me. Love, Jeff.'Bev read it and had tears in her eyes. She showed it to Sue who then. This is what I had wanted since he had contacted me.But he had more for me. He pulled out so just the head was in and used it to work my pussy lips. Then he went as deep as he could and lean all his weight on me, grinding his swollen hard cock inside of me. And while I sounded like a real bitch in heat, he was totally silent. It felt so good. The man had stamina. He was pumping and pumping, not showing signs of tiredness. I loved when he pulled completely out and then went back in to the. For good measure, I let out a loud "I Quit – and I mean it this time!" before I left the room, to a standing ovation.The "Arbeit macht frei" banner somehow appeared outside of the front door of the manufacturing plant the next morning. Security promptly took it down, but the next night the words were replaced with red paint, and painted in at least twenty places upon the outside main office building walls as well. Some other wit added "Romani ite domum" for good measure, but at least it wasn't. Most of the time, dad turns into a pumpkin if something keeps them out after ten at night. But, on the second Saturday, they never come back before two in the morning.That’s significantly later. What do you suppose they could be doing that would be worth staying out that late for?I’m not sure really. She paused for a few moments. Unless ... I think it has something to do with those play spaces mom mentioned earlier. That would explain how they’ve continued that without Sarah or I having any.