”So your getting underwear, what for Bobbie? Porn Either way I wasn’t sure what was going on, whether her Dad’s bedroom antics were tolerated or if they weren’t. ”You only make pancakes when you’re in a good mood.” I told her. ”Brilliant, lets have a look at your work then.” I suggested. I tried to focus on tomorrow, on getting that camera into Fayes bedroom and finding out what was going on. Faye led there lifelessly as her Mother lapped at her vagina like a dog drinking water, I then saw somebody appear in the doorway of her bedroom. Having a hacker friend sounds pretty good to me, I don’t have the patience to learn for myself so no worries there.
