Next day was a Sunday where my mom had to leave. She got up early and went in an instant. We both waived her goodbye. My father has a holiday on Sunda... and he had to leave that night. The day passed on as usual with nothing exciting happening. Now at night my father had to leave at 8’O clock. So i went to leave him. I didn’t wait for the bus to start its journey but returned as soon as my dad got seated. I hurried back home.Now we two were there and the whole night was ours. When I came back we. My life as it had been was over. I just sat and cried.I thought about poor Bridget. I decided to call her. I got their new number from information. I called her. She seemed happy to hear from me. She asked how Jane was. I couldn't answer. She asked again and I started crying, I couldn't help it. She said, "Oh Dear God, you found out. Right?" Yeah! How long have you known?" Please meet me somewhere Frank, Please. I know this is killing you. We need to talk. Please meet me at the Pub on. Eventually the buck had to stop — the money had run out, along with the bank's president. The drug cartels found other places to stash their loot and the rest of us found penury.Agatha sat back in her chair, a smile of pure delight on her face after giving me the details. She opened her desk drawer and drew out a bank statement, a bank statement printed in red, which she handed to me with a flourish, and relish."When can we expect you to clear your overdraft, and associated costs, Mister. "Oh yeah Sean!" I encouraged him. "Kiss it for me."I watched him study my cock for a few moments before moving his head to mydick and lightly kissing the tip. I shuddered at the feel of his lips."Put it in your mouth like Santa did to you."His tongue flicked out and brushed my cock. Once again I shuddered, andthen I thought I would pass out as his lips passed over the head of mydick. I let him suck me for a few minutes before I pulled away and thenreturned to his dick. I went down on him.