Or so I gather." She took a casual drag on her cigarette and leaned over to the coffee table again to flick. "You know, I read all those stories. They...re really very..." Helen searched for a moment, "...passionate. Loving." But that's really not what I want to talk to you about, at the moment anyway. We'll get back to your oedipal issues. What we really need to deal with your school work, darling."Mark blinked. School? His very heart laid bare with its darkest, most forbidden i****tuous. The gatekeeper was not on duty, yet, so Jack's luck was holding even better than he expected. "My God, this is going to be the easiest one, yet," Jack thought as he and Janet talked about the weather and other inconsequential things on the way to her house. She pressed the key sequence to cause the gate to open, and Jack tried to memorize it just in case he ever needed it again. Janet made no effort to hide the code from him, and Jack figured that she was even more gullible than he had figured. “Well, I could NOT fuck you anymore.” I replied as she combed her fingers through her hair in the mirror.“Hell no. You need to do that more. I don’t know what’s been getting into you lately, but I LOVE it!” Candace exclaimed, turning towards me.“Good. You need to do more skirts and less panties and maybe you’ll get it.” I grinned.“Maybe I will.” She grinned back.I walked out of Candace’s room to come face to face with Cassie.“Did you like that?” She asked coyly.I froze, unsure of how to. I also knew that she would be catching the eyes of most red-blooded males that would be out today. I know I’ve spotted younger girls out and admired and once or twice fantasised about those tight little bodies.Once she had gone, I went out to the garden and with the sun already beating down I switched on a Best of British playlist on Spotify and got to work. Within 2 hours most of the hard graft had been done, grass had been cut, weeds pulled, and the new Gazebo built to check the size and.