They came to the conclusion that they would continue the training, enjoy one another, but for the sake of his mother, they would not have proper sex u...til she had had him or was declared unfit to return home. it seemed like a logical decision. It may seem strange thinking to you folk, but it was the best the could come up within the circumstances. Beryl insisted that he did his chores and his homework each day, but they now slept in the same bed each night, and each night she explained a little. After lunch of pizza and salad, he held out his hand to me and asked if I wanted to go upstairs.I froze.I wanted to go, but I couldn't move, couldn't speak. I'd known this guy all of 5 minutes, what the hell was I doing?I should explain, I've never been a one night stand kind of girl, and most of my previous experience had been in relationships, generally with people I'd known since I was at school and felt comfortable with. I'd had 'fuck buddies', of course I had, but these were usually ex. All I could hear was moans and heavy breathing propagating through the speakers of my phone. The only reason to why she picked up the call that I could think of was that she had accidentally pressed it since it wasn’t a touch-screen era back then. Furthermore, the sexual sounds on the other side of the line were all too familiar to me.Was she actually cheating on Dad? No. The person from earlier told me that she was drunk beyond belief so that would mean that the guy that helped her out was. She looked around the valley but she couldn't see anything. 'Strange, I felt sure there was someone close by but either I'm imagining it or they are hiding from me.' She carried on gathering her kindling but made sure that she now stayed fully alert. She still couldn't dismiss that feeling though. She chided herself for being silly. 'No-one knows that I am here and hardly anyone walks this way now. I'm just being daft.' She finally decided that she had enough kindling and retracted her steps to.