"I think we might have a problem." Yes, ma'am," I said, taking the chair."When you wouldn't talk about yourself, Lizzie, I feared the worst.Drugs, may...e. An affair with a married man. Prison, even. But this?" Yes, ma'am," I said. "I'll go." Just sit your ass there," she said. Her eyes narrowed. "You owe me anexplanation."I knew the secret door was about to be opened. I braced as she said theword, the same as I always did."Murder?" She shook her head.The word is cold, distant. There is no nice. Your kids first met when the two of you met?”“Pretty much,” Duncan agreed. “When we saw that the two of us were clicking, we began to have some ‘family outings’ all together.” He made finger quotes. “Lynette and Tommie, well, they seemed to gravitate together. You’d assume they were twins, they think so much alike.”“So tell me, before the amusement park event which you say triggered your seeking help, what prior instances of his modesty can you recall?”Duncan leaned back in his seat. “This also. I was thinking if this driver takes one wrong turn then, I'll be on my mobile faster than he can think. But it's fine. He drove me to the restaurant. I felt like royalty. When I arrived they took my coat, showed me to a table."Then they said there was a phone call. I went to a booth and picked up the phone. There was a quiet hiss and I woke up with a headache, bouncing around inside a wooden crate with cuffs on my wrists and ankles and a ball strapped into my mouth. I guess that bit wasn't so. My rubbing on her clit intensified, her legs spread further, giving me a straight shot at the hole in the center of her rosebud.My tongue pierced the opening.Rachel bucked into the air, screaming, “Oh my god! Oh SHIT, DAMN….Argh!” as she came with unbelievable force, her pussy excreting a flood of cum.Instead of seconds, it took minutes for her to get composed.As we got dressed Rachel commented, “Nobody has ever done that to me, you have raised the bar. Someday, hopefully you can tell me where.