I never tried to count that high," I said, still holding my hand over the phone, so Mr. Merriweather couldn't hear."Can I talk to him, please?" she as...ed, very politely."Mr. Merriweather, this is Lucinda Belevere." I expected her to say 'of the Fox Avenue Beleveres', but she didn't. "Chris was just a little confused by the fraction in what you said."There was a pause while she listened."I think that's great, but it'll have to be his decision ... hold on." And she handed me back the phone.. I’ll go this evening.”“Solemn Promise?”“Solemn Promise!”“Good boy!”“Hmmph!”A cackle of laughter and a click.He made an evening meal of a ham and cheese salad, and particularly enjoyed the drink of tea. There had been no shortage of tea in the Philippines, but somehow it never tasted as good as now. He washed up, and feeling he had put off the moment long enough, left the house and drove to her flat.The lights were on so he presumed she was at home. It was early evening, and so he assumed she. "What is it that you wish to know, mon ami?"Erik glanced at Raoul out of the corner of his eyes, not wishing to cause the younger one any more distress than he had already experienced that evening. The young man's face looked more than serious, it seemed sad and this surprised Erik."What would make Raoul look that sad? He's never sad. He always seems so jolly. His feelings for the girl must truly run deep." What do I wish to know? Hmmm ... Am I doing the proper thing in attempting to allow. I was getting so into thinking about john fucking me that I didn’t realize that daddy had already come home from work. I was lying on my bed moaning from my fingers going in and out of my extremely wet pussy, my door opened up and my daddy rushed into my room. He sees me naked for the first time and had gotten so excited on what he was seeing. "Daddy, what are you doing?" I screamed. "I heard moaning when I came in and thought you were hurt." daddy told me with a strange look on his face. I was.