Chapter Two
I arrived promptly for my ‘meeting’ with Bea on the Tuesday, but nothing much happened. She met me at the door with a kiss on the cheek, telling me that Jamie (her husband) was out at work. Apparently he worked in the city (just over an hour away by train), and he often worked late on a Tuesday. When that happened he usually stayed over until the next day so she wasn’t expecting him home. The more she told me, the more anticipative I became.
I had tied my hair in bunches and I was wearing a pair of tight elasticated jeans and a tight top that just showed the dark of my n*****s. As we were talking I kept pushing my shoulders back and my chest out to catch her attention, and I feel sure I sensed her looking a few times, but if she did it was very discreet. Bea was wearing a tig
