I don’t want to be here anymore, okay? I just want to go home.’ He nodded, releasing a heavy sigh. ‘I’ll go and call the garage,’ he said. �...�See if someone can come and fix the car.’ ‘It’s all right,’ she said, swiping at her face with one hand. ‘I’ll walk back to the village and get the bus. It’s not like it’s raining now. ‘There’s no need to do that,’ came Michael’s voice. Oh, just great, she thought miserably. Now even the vicar had seen her being feeble… ‘I can take you home,’ he said. “You … we …… shouldn’t be doing anything like this!”“Yes, I know that in normal circumstances we really shouldn’t, but trust me, in this case, it is okay.”“How can it be okay?” I ask perplexed.“Just trust me, it’s okay. Read the next letter.”I flip the page and start reading the short letter: “Dear Dave; Happy Birthday to the best boss that my wife has ever had and a good friend to both of us. You have been such an inspiration to us over the years that we wanted to give you a very special gift. I felt the cold liquid dribble down between my bottom I clenched as the fingers delved into my anal cavity.. one . two .three. four. she counted as one by one she inserted her fingers into my resisting rectum, tears streaming down my face .The words kit kat were recited, then another finger was roughly pushed into my stretched hole,I cried out, all five fingers now buried in me, Then the in out motion and more cold liquid trickled down my cheeks.I tried to pull away but the pressure. I heard Mom and Dad come in the front door and they were screaming at each other, “Horace, do you really think I’m that fucking stupid. People have seen you two together; I know she is meeting you out of town when you’re supposed to be on these business weekends. Damn Horace she’s only twenty years old.”“Shut up, you bitch, she may be only twenty but she knows how to fuck without getting pregnant and you damn sure couldn’t do that. You fucked everything up years ago. You could have gotten rid.