He was her mentor, and she was his Mary Magdeleine. Many months before when Rachel was only 18, she had met the Father late one night, while he was pr...paring for his Easter speech. She stayed late because there was much preparation to do for the service and Rachel was a brilliant writer who could assist Father David with his grammar and metaphors. Rachel was alive with excitement knowing that she was playing a role in something so spiritual. Unthinkingly, as she would do with people she. " Brody chose his words with care. "Not every woman wants to stay home with kids." "We talked about it and she said she would. Then she changed her mind. Now she's working overtime, talking about taking courses so she can earn more money. What, construction money's not good enough for her?" Rick snapped up another bottle. "Maybe she just likes it." "Yeah? Maybe she just likes talking to those doctors. Doctors make plenty of goddamn money." Brody stared at him. "What the hell? You think she was. Making an 'o' with my lips, I pushed my index finger quickly in and out several time like it was a cock.Grabbing Chris's head with both hands I quickly kissed him and told him to leave and let me finish getting ready.As it was Chris's birthday, I had secretly bought some new underwear from an Anne Summers lingerie shop in Leeds. This consisted matching, very pale blue lace half cup bra, thong knickers and a suspender belt, I had also purchased a pair of black lace topped seamed stockings and a. Liz laughed at her daughter's antics which she knew well."It's alright Deedi, she's just teasing," she said, quietly re-assuring her.Before she could begin though Rosy decided her version of events were the more interesting of the two if not entirely accurate."Well," she started, deciding not to miss out a single minute of the evening, "we drove into town and parked up."She told Liz all that happened and luckily for Deedi's sanity kept it reasonably accurate."That all sounds pretty good," Liz.