It’s nothing like in the movies.” I pitched my voice lower and leaned in, whispering as if telling her a secret. “But you can’t tell anyone, a... it’ll create a lot of trouble, no one will believe it, and they’ll call us and your Grandma liars and cheats. I don’t think any of us want that. I doubt it will happen though, because we all know we can’t talk to anyone about this; not to your family or any strangers, nobody but us and your Grandma.”I hoped I wasn’t piling the guilt on too far, but. She had done as she was told and someone moved between her legs and a cock slid into her pussy. She had lain there being fucked for several minutes before Harry told her to take of the blindfold. The first thing she saw was the face of a very young boy who was busy fucking her."I see you like young meat Susan. First Bob's young son and now a thirteen year old. Well, I guess there is no accounting for taste."Susan had stiffened when she heard 'thirteen' and the boy must have thought his cock. When the daughter started winding down, Mom asked, "Do you want your milk yet?"The little blond head nodded "yes" because her mouth was too full to talk. Those PB&J sandwiches were just the best and couldn't be slowly eaten. They had to be gobbled.Of course Mom, as mothers all over do, cautioned her to "eat slowly", "take smaller bites", and "swallow before taking another bite." But then mom liked the few extra minutes of quiet brought about by the full mouth. They would be the last moments of. The calls were from you, weren’t they?”She winced and nodded. “It wasn’t meant to hurt you!” she said.“I remember you telling me that about your choices in life once before,” I said dryly. “Alright, I’m done playing guessing games. Why are you here and why is Billy calling me at work?”“He tracked you down?” she asked, sounding surprised. “I didn’t think he’d be able to find you.”“Well, you must have left a clue behind,” I told her. “He called Mrs. Sanchez and tricked her into giving him my work.