It might look pretty old but any laboratory worth its salt would soon enough prove the parchment is no more than twenty years old. Sorry to disappoint...you, my dear, but this is no ancient find."Father Stephen was sitting in one of Diana's more comfortable chairs - a chair much favoured by the absent and already deeply missed Fortescue. He was looking at the paper with a magnifying glass. He wondered how this document had come to be reposing in Diana's attic. He tried vainly to recall the names. She was surprised at herself, surprised that she had told this young man, who was almost unknown to her, so much about herself and her reaction to her new life in Hawksworth, and also surprised that she, normally a fairly reticent personality had so much enjoyed his company, albeit for only a few minutes. ‘Hmpf,’ she snorted to herself, ‘Bella you’re behaving like a teenager.’ But she walked away with a spring in her step and a slight smile on her lips. ‘Hello Harry,’ Lois greeted him as he was. I slid it off my shoulders and threw it onto the floor.My hair draped over my right shoulder. Our lips pressed together, a smile on both of our faces as we kissed. My hands were tucked behind him. His hands wandered, exploring my body. Eventually, he slid his hand into my panties, and let a finger explore my ass.I rubbed my pussy and clit on his hard cock. Both of us had clothes on our lower half, but he was large enough to turn me on even through the clothes.He helped me remove his boxers. I. He was smart enough to keep the moochers at arms length, but when it came to family, he almost seemed to get enjoyment out of supporting people.Mom and Dad had me really young, Mom was only seventeen in high school when they got drunk at a party together. Dad didn't hesitate to take responsibility, and worked hard right out of high school to support our budding family and study at the same time. Dad became a bit obsessed with supporting people after that.Unfortunately for Mom, Dad's obsession.