Very shortly mymother would have to go back to Sydney, leaving me alone but before shedoes I'll face an interview with my prospective Head Mistress.To...protect the privacy of people still living, I've had to change someminor facts or events (principal's name). Otherwise only where my memoryover the mists of time (25 years ago) may err slightly, the following didactually happen! **********************************************It was the daylight that woke me the following morning. I slipped on. I join my two brothers outside in the sunshine."Hi sis," called out Pat, "come to give us a hand." No way, dad told you two to cut the grass," I chuckled, "I'm just here to look good." Well you sure do that sis," laughed Terry."Well you could bring us a cold drink," said Joe."Ok, that I can do," I said and returned with two cans of coke from the fridge."Looks like our little sister is all grown up," said Terry, ogling the front of my waistcoat."Sure does," confirmed Joe.I sat down to watch them. With my suitcase packed I ordered a taxi for the airport and poured myself a glass of red wine until the taxi arrived. At the airport I checked to see if my flight was on time, in fact it was early and check-in was already underway - great be there even earlier. The flight was uneventful, had empty seats besides me so I could relax and stretch out a little and not have to make small talk with my fellow passenger, not that I mind chatting it was just that I was feeling a little tired. At my. There was a long pause. “no, me too” hesaid.I went to the folder and dragged another picture ontothe chat, this one of his mother on all fours on ahotel bed, with a guy behind her, fucking her,obviously not me.“oh holy shit,” he texted back after a minute. “Ireally shouldn’t get hard to this, should I?” he asked.“I am,” I said truthfully. Another long pause.“More?” he asked.“Come down,” I said, “and I’ll.