I knew how wrong that was at that moment. We both got dressed and I had to get out of there. I drove home crying. I had to wash off the filth I felt. ... can tell you right now it isn't possible to wash away cheating. Once you have done it, it is there forever.I called my friend Beth. I had to tell someone how I felt. Beth was my best friend and I know she would always keep it a secret if I asked her to. She wasn't there so I left her a message to call me. I was in the shower trying to wash away. The girls came into the kitchen. “Gosh mum you are such a slut, you cock whore” Cathy chided. “Go up back upstairs and keep Mrs. Noakes talking until Cathy calls you Vicky” I instructed. Vicky turned and ran back upstairs. The Cappuccino machine beeped. Mum kept on sucking hard as if her life depended upon it. I was just about there until I saw Cathy run over to the machine and took the frothy jug off the machine and brought it over to the table. “Spunk in here, ” Cathy held the jug down. Little Annie then pushed my middle finger against my opening. This was too far. I couldnt allow myself to penetrate her. But her movements were insistent. Then my finger slowly began to enter her wet slit. God the warmth and the wetness. I so wanted to feel my penis enter her that same way. I maneuvered my hand so that I could rub her clit while I fingered her hole with my finger being careful not to push against her hymen. To take the virginity of such a young girl would definitely cross all. “I don’t want to leave. I want to hide until the Germans are gone”, pleaded Annie“And you think I can help ? After all the spying you’ve been doing for them ?, if the other side finds you here, you’re dead. “, answered Geneviève“I’m French. I did what I had to do. “, cried out Annie“Well…well….look at what we have here “, another voice said , coming from the hallway.“Tie her up and we’ll see what we can get out of her”, added Isabelle, who was dressed only in her panties. Geneviève took Annie,.