It was torture for me. Once she got home it was even worse. She would tell me how tight her girdle was, that she could barely breathe. She could h...rdly wait to get it off. She would take her girdle off and touch herself through the crotch of her pantyhose, telling me how wet she was. She would go on to tell me that she had one particular girdle that fit in such a way that it would press her pantyhose into her, such that she could rock her hips and give herself an orgasm. All without. Danny left the church and we married. ‘I came back here to live with my children, being the sole survivor of an air crash which took the lives of my husband, his parents and sister and older brother who owned and was piloting the aircraft. That’s when, sadly, I got my inheritance. Danny’s folk were quite wealthy. Fortunately our two children were staying that weekend with friends of Danny. That tragedy left us three as the surviving members of that branch of the McBrides.’ Betsy was shocked by. If I left, they would have to go through the pain of a divorce, and that they might find out what I had done, what you had done…. I couldn’t do that to them. But then you and he came back. And did that to me, and in front of me. I said former friend, and I mean that. You told me that he is a friend still, but no friend I can imagine, even in my nightmares, could do what he has done and still remain a friend. I regret every kindness I ever showed him when his wife left him. In payment, he is. She stood with her rucksack in the hallway awaiting for her mother to appear."I told you to home by six. It's now nearly nine. Where have you been?"Sarah rolled her eyes and groaned. "I'm sixteen. I don't need to be home by six." You have an exam tomorrow." I'm hardly likely to forget that, am I?" Don't talk to me like that. And you walked home alone at this time of night. I don't like it." Oh for fucks sake, Mum. I am sixteen. I can..."Her mother hummed in anger and sent Sarah to her room,.