My father’s rage quickly abated, and he simply kneeled there in prayer for the next hour. Toby and I simply sat there quietly until he finally finis...ed.My dad rose to his feet and looked at both of us before he spoke, “Lesley, Tobias, you are my children, and I love you, but Lesley, you have chosen a path that I can not follow. I can not live under the same roof with such sin, but I can not throw my child into the street. I will move into a spare room at the church until you can find another. . oh yes ... bite them."I was jealous. I wanted my pussy eaten and my tits sucked."Ooooh yes, I'm getting close. Hold my legs up, boys. Spread me wide so I can come in this bitch's face." Okay Jill - get ready for the E ticket ride!"I felt her legs move and she was wide open for me. I went wild, eating her everywhere. She jammed my face into her mound and moaned."Ooooooh YES! YES!" Her belly rippled as she came in my face. I tasted her juices and lapped them up. "Oh yes," I thought. "I like. The last thing I want is for her to decide that being my sponsor is too much trouble. We talked about it for a bit and in the end she’s agreed to keep all my cards and chequebooks and just to let me have a cash allowance. She reckons that at least that way it’s not too much bother and she’d still be doing what she’s supposed to. She reckons her New Order group in the village will be discussing this next week.I asked Angie if she’d heard any more about Norm. Apparently not. And she was still. "Because they stop static electricity building up and stop my dress or skirt clinging to my legs, and they can also stop some clothes making you itch," she replied very unconvincingly."If that's the case, why do they have to be so sexy, with all that pretty lace trim?... And what about camisoles and teddies and French knickers?... Why do they all have to be so pretty when they are underneath a woman's outer clothes? No one gets to see them anyway. And why are they made from silk and satin and.