And without allowing him to watch as well which made matters worse!Anyway he ranted and raged at her for a while then rational behaviour kicked in and...he explained where he had been over the weekend, and that there were to be changes in the behaviour of them both, and he would be telling her what would be happening and if she didn’t like it she could sling her proverbial hook, and he would “get a replacement”! She was to sit there and think things over and give him an answer later that evening. Inside we could see Dan’s backside still wildly pumping away, his thick erection disappearing in and out of Sara’s cunt. Natalie was as transfixed as I had been. “We shouldn’t be watching this”, she said quietly, but made no move to stop. “Let’s just wait til they’re finished”, I whispered, “we can’t interrupt them now”. Natalie said nothing and we both remained watching, frozen like statues. A few moments later, I was surprised to feel Natalie’s hand reach down for my jeans. She popped the top. Each time I watched him kill himself I was happy that he would never abuse anyone else.I was planning to take my time finding the school but even though I was hardly trying I found the school quickly. This time I went to the kindergarten play area and tried to stay there. I explored the area without any disorienting flashes. I kept telling myself ‘easy steps – take easy steps.’ I walked (that was the wrong word, I was not physically present) to the paved play area.While ‘walking’ I saw a. We did so, and the conversation began.Bonnie started with describing how she came to be alone. I asked her to show me what she was talking about. She seemed to be comfortable with that. She was wearing a button-up blouse and a skirt - like she had been at the hotel. Instead of my asking her to do things, she did what she said she'd done in her "private moment." She began to unbutton her blouse (white - I LOVE white blouses). Rather than taking it off, she opened it up to reveal her ample breats.