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 Archive name: bunting2.txt (MF, FF, Family)
 Authors name: Abbey
 Story title : Growing Together Part 2

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 "GROWING TOGETHER" by Abbey
 PART TWO

 Chapter Five "Toni's story"

 Doug had neglected Laura for several days, and her
 brother and his wife had not yet arrived for their
 stay with them.

 She was wearing her usual brief underwear under a filmy
 dressing gown when she walked into the kitchen after
 her morning shower.  There she found Toni, dressed in
 cool thin, wide legged cotton shorts which were almost
 indecently short, and a loose T-shirt which failed to
 conceal that she wore no bra.  Her breasts were taut
 with the firmness of youth, and her nipples were
 faintly visible as they sat softly under her shirt. She
 was washing the breakfast dishes used by Doug and Liz
 before they left the house. Toni smiled and greeted her
 when she walked into the kitchen and sat at the table.

 "Coffee for two in a second," she said cheerily.

 "Join me. Come and sit with me here," said Laura. Toni
 wiped her hands, poured the coffee and joined her
 employer.

 "How's your love life, Toni?" asked Laura, "I hope it's
 better than mine."

 Toni's face became animated. "Don't talk to me about
 boys. I've learned they only want one thing from a
 girl, and if you don't give in to them they dump you
 pretty quickly and go with a girl who will do what
 they want."

 Laura was surprised at Toni's intensity. "Is there
 something you'd like to tell me about?" said Laura.

 Toni looked at her hands, and in an embarrassed voice
 said that she didn't know whether she could.

 "I understand, Toni, but if you would like to confide
 in me, I promise I won't tell."

 They sat quietly sipping their coffee.  "Well perhaps
 you can give me some advice, but please promise you
 won't tell anyone else."  "I promise," said Laura
 quietly.

 Toni began very hesitantly, gaining confidence as she
 spoke. "Well a boy asked me to a party at his house
 when his parents were away for the weekend. There were
 four couples, and we were all about the same age. The
 boys had bought some bottles of what looked like soft
 drink, but I didn't like the taste of it so I went
 into the kitchen and poured it down the sink. The juice
 was on the worktop, but there was a bottle of vodka as
 well. I got myself some straight orange, but the other
 girls kept finishing their drinks and the boys would
 bring them more. Then the boys started heavy petting
 with the girls, including the one who had asked me to
 the party. He started kissing me and feeling my breasts
 and undoing my buttons. I tried to fight him off but
 he soon had my blouse open wide and he pushed my bra
 right up high."

 Laura had a mental picture of her young tight breasts,
 completely naked and open to the view of all the boys.
 She felt a familiar tingling begin, low in her stomach.

 "I was wearing trousers with an elastic waist, and he
 held my arms with one of his hands, then he started to
 pull my trousers down. I was fighting him off as best
 I could, but he was too strong for me. I felt my
 trousers coming down and when they were off he started
 pulling at my panties. He got them off as well and I
 was lying there underneath him practically naked "Lie
 still. Lie still. Open your legs for me. Please open.
 Please. I've got to feel it." He was saying.

 His fingers were scrabbling through - er - you know - 
 well my hair down there, trying to get them down
 between my legs and into me. Then the phone rang and
 he said "Oh shit that'll be my parents. You lie there.
 I've got to answer. Just lie still. I'll be back in a
 minute."

 He got up and went into another room and at last Toni
 was able to sit up. She grabbed for her panties and
 trousers, and as she pulled them over her nakedness.
 She could see that all the other girls were in various
 states of undress. One girl was lying back on the set-
 tee, her bare legs spread wide. A boy had his hands
 between them, one of his fingers sunk into her feminine
 hole, pushing it in and out, finger fucking her. Toni
 couldn't take her eyes away for several seconds,
 looking at the hairy female crotch being invaded by
 the boy.

 She was pulling down her bra and fitting it over her
 breasts, then re-buttoning her blouse as she looked
 around the room. None of the girls had their knickers
 on. One was on her hands and knees sucking a boy's
 cock, her bare bottom high in the air, showing the
 divide between her cheeks, showing her secret crinkled'
 hole and the hairy slit of her sex.  Another was
 completely naked, legs spread wide. A boy, also naked,
 was kneeling between her legs with his hand pointing
 his cock at her slit. He leant over her, taking his
 weight on his forearms and Toni heard him say "Put it
 in for me." The girl's fingers grasped his maleness
 and pulled it to her, rubbing it up and down her pussy,
 coating it with her slippery juices, then she held it
 still. The boy sensed that it where it had to be and
 pushed. The knob end disappeared then he pulled out,
 pushed again, pulled out, and when he pushed again it
 slid into her. Then he was lying on her stomach, his
 thighs riding hers, her knees flung wide in total
 surrender.  She was bucking her hips to meet his as he
 thrust, and Toni knew that he was deep inside her.
 
 A third girl was also on her back, a naked boy beside
 her. Her breasts and stomach were covered with shiny
 white globs, which had started to trickle down her
 side. Her hand was between her legs, fingers twirling
 at her clit which Toni could clearly see poking out
 from its hood of skin. Then she was crying out, her
 hips lifting from the carpet as she reached her climax.

 Toni got to her feet and dashed for the door, running
 away from the orgy. When she was safely away she slowed
 and walked to the bus station. As she waited for her
 bus her mind replayed the scenes. It was clear that the
 boys had loosened up the girls with the spiked drinks.
 She was pretty sure, though, that the others girls
 hadn't been completely against letting the boys seem
 to force them. She felt tremendous relief that the
 phone had stopped the boy she was with. She knew that
 she couldn't have stopped him from raping her, he was
 too strong. She shuddered at the thought.

 That night in the safety of her bed, she found the
 image her mind continually returned to was the girl
 who had been fingering herself to climax. As the memory
 replayed itself in her mind again and again, her own
 juices began to flow and she couldn't resist fingering
 herself to a shuddering orgasm. The thought of the boys
 with their rigid cocks, pushing them into the feminine
 holes, spurting their come over the bodies and faces -
 even into the mouth of any girl who was willing - was
 repulsive to her.

 Then, her head in her hands, tears running down her
 face, Toni asked Laura if she thought she was lesbian
 because of what had excited her, and what had turned
 her off.  Laura put her arm around Toni's shoulders
 and pulled her close. Her other hand strayed to Toni's
 arm and gently stroked it.

 "You had an awful experience. You were nearly raped.
 You might have been gang raped. Oh Toni I do understand
 why you feel this way about boys. They can be so rough
 and so selfish.  But have you ever had 'an experience'
 with another girl? If you haven't I want you to know
 that it's perfectly natural for a girl to do it with
 another girl and nothing to be ashamed of. When I was
 young I did things with a girl friend. We experimented
 with each other. We did exciting things to each other.
 
 We got lots of pleasure from it. We began to learn what
 our bodies enjoyed. How it responded to sexy touching,
 and we found that it was especially exciting when the
 fingers were somebody else's. It's really, really com-
 forting to do it with another girl. Girls are much
 gentler and want to please each other. Young boys
 usually want just to please themselves. Girls don't
 brag about it like boys do. But even if you do it with
 another girl and really love it, it doesn't mean you're
 lesbian. 

 In fact it might give you the confidence to make a very
 special friendship with a man. Doing it with a man
 gives a girl unique pleasures. Well it does if he's
 patient and thinks of you as well as himself.  Perhaps
 what you need most of all is a man, not an impatient
 selfish boy. So, it's OK that you think about that
 girl, and how she looked when she did it to herself."
 Laura was still gently stroking Toni and her tears had
 stopped. "Now then, have you ever done anything with
 another girl?"

 She reached for a paper napkin from the table, and
 wiped her eyes and the tip of her nose. Then she said,
 "Well once I er... there was one time.... " - her voice
 halted and she seemed unable to carry on.

 "Go on, what 'once' happened" whispered Laura. "Tell
 me. There's no one else in the house but you and me.
 No one can hear you and no one will come in on us. And
 I won't tell anyone."


 CHAPTER SIX

 Toni had been very keen on sports when she was at
 school, and in her early teens was also very good at
 gym work and was in the class display and competition
 team. One day, right at the end of school, the final
 lesson had been in the gym. The sports teacher was an
 older woman, perhaps in her early forties, with a slim,
 firm athletic body. Toni thought she was not married
 because she always insisted on being called "Miss". A
 lot of equipment needed to be cleared away and Toni
 offered to help. The rest of the class went to get
 changed and Miss Adam and Toni started putting away
 the beams, the horse, fastening the ropes back against
 the wall and so on.

 "Just put those weights away while I check on some-
 thing, Toni," said Miss Adam.

 She went out and was gone for several minutes. When she
 came back she said that just before they changed, she
 would like Toni to show her some 'one hand and one
 foot' balances on the wall bars. Toni obediently
 climbed up a few bars and started to turn sideways.

 "No, no, Toni, I want you to go higher. I'll tell you
 when to you are high enough."

 Toni climbed some more and her teacher said "Right that
 will do nicely." 

 Toni wedged one foot on a bar, her right hand gripping
 another bar at above shoulder height. Then she turned
 sideways and at Miss Adam's command, she pushed away
 from the wall bars and stretched out her other leg and
 arm as far as they would go and raised her other arm
 high.

 "Chin up, chin up. Don't look down" came the command.
 She held the pose for what seemed long enough and
 risked looking down. The bottom of her wide legged gym
 shorts were just above Miss Adam's head, and her
 teacher seemed to be staring intently up her leg and
 into her shorts, where she would see her gym pants
 tightly stretched across her crotch.  Her eyes seemed
 bright and her face was rather flushed as she barked
 "Toni, get your chin up and don't look down. You spoil
 the composition of your pose. Now I'm going to adjust
 the position of your legs slightly so that you have
 better symmetry."

 Toni's head snapped upwards and she stared straight
 ahead, not daring to look down. She felt her teacher's
 hand on her knee, pulling her legs even wider, then
 suddenly her other hand was on Toni's upper thigh,
 just, but only just below the stretched gym pants. Her
 teacher's breath was becoming rather laboured as she
 said "Toni, you must learn to fit you panties more
 neatly to your body. When we have visitors in the gym,
 we don't want them to see your girly hair poking out,
 do we? Can I adjust them for you?"  Toni didn't dare
 to say no, and her heart thumping, she heard her voice
 quaver "Yes. It's alright Miss Adam."

 Her teacher heard the tremble in the young teenager's
 voice and knew she was aware of the sexuality of the
 situation.

 And she had agreed!!! She very gently took the edge of
 Toni's gusset and tugged it down and to one side. With
 her legs stretched wide, Toni could feel the cooler air
 against her pussy lips. She knew they had separated
 with her pose.  There was no movement from Miss Adam,
 who just kept the panties pulled away from Toni's
 crotch, her eyes greedily taking in the sight of her
 pupil's hairy quim. "I must just smooth your hair back
 inside your panties, Toni, then you will look more
 respectable. Can I do that for you?" The girl uttered
 a strangled "Yes, Miss Adam."

 The fingers brushed lightly against the curling hair,
 so gently, and Toni felt a rush of heat through her
 body. Again the fingers brushed. The gusset was softly
 replaced.

 "That's better. Now for the other side." The fingers
 again pulled down and outwards on Toni's panties and
 again there was the softest of touches against the
 secret feminine hair between her legs. Again there was
 the rush of feeling, and a tingling had started between
 her legs and about her nipples. She felt a warm wetness
 flow downwards, as though she was on her period, and
 she heard Miss Adam catch her breath. "Beautiful,
 beautiful," she murmured softly.

 Her teacher gently replaced her knickers, covering her
 bush from view.  "Get down now, Toni. We have finished
 school for today" she said, then in a voice that was
 not meant to be audible to Toni, she added "but perhaps
 you need some education in other matters." Her voice
 was barely under control, and there was a very obvious
 quivering in her speech.

 Toni climbed down, her teacher noticing the flush in
 her face and the rapid movement of her young breasts
 as she tried to calm her breathing. She had clearly
 seen the wetness suddenly discharge from her pupil's
 opened pussy lips as she brushed her pubic hair. "Come,
 Toni, let us get a shower and dress" and Miss Adam led
 the way to the changing rooms.

 The student showers were through the changing rooms,
 with a single private shower adjoining for the use of
 the teacher to avoid mutual embarrassment for both
 pupils and teacher. Miss Adam went into her shower and
 changing cubicle and Toni quickly stripped off and
 stood under the hot shower.  She turned off the water
 and walked into the changing area, picked up her towel
 and began to dry herself. There was a sudden clatter
 and banging from the teacher's cubicle and a shriek
 from Miss Adam. Toni rushed to the door and called out
 "Miss Adam, are you OK in there?"

 "Oh, Toni, help me please, I've slipped and hurt my-
 self. The door isn't locked."

 Toni pushed open the door and went in. The area was
 quite spacious and Miss Adam was lying on the floor,
 still naked and wet from her shower. Without thinking,
 Toni took her arm, put it around her shoulders and
 helped to support her teacher as she limped to a bench.
 As she turned sideways to help her sit on the bench,
 Miss Adam's nipples rasped along Toni's side then
 across her own nipples. For long moments they stood
 facing each other, breast to breast, nipple to nipple.
 Then the older woman put her hands on the girl's hips
 and used them to steady herself as she sat down. She
 kept her hands on Toni's hips, gripping them as though
 in pain.

 Toni could feel the warmth of her teacher's breath on
 her lower stomach as she panted. She suddenly became
 aware that her pubic mound was on a level with Miss
 Adam's eyes, and only a few inches away. She tried
 tentatively to pull away, but the hands gripped her
 firmly and would not let go.

 "You are going to have to help me to the first aid
 room, Toni, because I think I have pulled a muscle in
 my thigh.

 Please pass my towel and help me pat dry so that I can
 get my shorts and a top on. I checked earlier and we
 are alone in the school with the doors locked, so you
 will have to be my first aider!" 

 The girl got the towel and Miss Adam stretched out her
 legs. "Kneel down and dry them for me," she instructed.
 Toni knelt and the shapely legs opened in front of her.
 She nervously patted the bare knees and calves.
 "Higher, Toni, when someone is hurt there is no time
 for modesty." Toni looked at the tanned legs, lifted
 her eyes and saw the wet bush between her teacher's
 thighs. The legs twitched further apart and the cleft
 between was clearly visible, the hair disappearing
 backwards between the teacher's cheeks. Her face aflame
 and her breathing increasingly ragged, Toni dabbed at
 the inner thighs that opened even further.

 "Help me into my shorts" was the next command, and Toni
 stood, bent at the middle, holding the shorts so that
 they were open wide to her teacher's foot. Miss Adam
 put her arm across the student's shoulders and turned
 towards her.

 "Oh god," thought Toni, "I'll have my nose in her pussy
 any minute." The shorts were now on and Toni had to
 pull them up to the teacher's waist. Then she was
 pulling a T-shirt over her head and seemed to pause for
 a long time as she struggled to get her head through
 the hole, leaving Toni goggling at her small tight
 breasts with erect tiny nipples.

 "Now help me down the corridor" she said.

 Toni helped support her to the door of the changing
 room and it was only as Miss Adam opened the door that
 she realised that she herself was still quite naked.
 She tried to pull away, but her teacher would not
 loosen her grip.

 "I need to put some clothes on" gasped Toni. "Don't be
 silly girl, I've told you we are alone in the school
 and the door is only two yards away. Now help me into
 the first aid room."

 Toni hadn't the courage to argue further, and within
 seconds they were both in the school sister's sick
 room. There was a blanket-covered couch and Miss Adam
 demanded to be lowered gently onto it. "In the cupboard
 there, you will find some stretch bandages. Bring me
 one." "Now take off my shorts" and she lifted her
 thighs.

 Her heart hammering and her hands trembling, Toni took
 the waistband of her teacher's shorts and pulled them
 down and off. The legs again fell wide apart. With her
 crotch as wide as it could be, Miss Adam said "I want
 you to put your fingers where I tell you and massage
 the muscle, because I won't be able to drive with the
 pain I have. Put your fingers here" and she placed her
 own at the very top of her inside thigh where her leg
 joined her pussy.

 Toni stood nervously in front of her, with her nipples
 jutting forward, her chest heaving, her face flushed
 and a tight tingling feeling in the pit of her stomach.
 She was again very aware of a feeling of pins and
 needles down between her legs, and of moisture begin-
 ning to flow out of her vagina. She licked her lips and
 Miss Adam then impatiently took her hand and held it
 against her upper thigh. "There, Toni, there. Now rub."

 Toni began to rub and as she did so, the teacher moved
 the girl's hand fractionally higher until it was
 nestling in her pubic hair. Toni felt her fingers being
 straightened, then slipped down between Miss Adam's
 legs. She felt the wetness between the folds of skin
 and her fingers were being encouraged to rub up and
 down the cleft. Then the teacher's hand moved up to her
 breast and began to rub and pull at her nipples.  Toni
 could no longer stop her hand from its movement in her
 teacher's pussy and could feel at her fingertip, the
 opening into her body. "Put your finger in there, put
 it up me. Don't stop. Don't stop. Keep doing it. Come
 closer. Stand close to me" Miss Adam gasped.

 Toni stood as close as she could without stopping her
 finger from working in and out of the woman's cunt.
 Then her own legs were being encouraged to part by her
 teacher's hands. She had no will to dispute the
 insistent pushing on her thighs.  Her feet moved apart
 and a mature hand moved up her naked thigh, between her
 legs, along her sopping pussy lips, and an experienced
 probing finger was slipping into her virgin's hole.
 Then an equally knowing thumb was rubbing at her clit.

 Lightening flashed, her body seemed to explode and she
 was wailing as her hips bucked against the teacher's
 violation of her innocent sex. Toni's finger had slip-
 ped out of Miss Adam's cunt and as she regained her
 balance after the explosive climax, she looked down to
 see the teacher frantically probing at her hole and at
 her own clit. Then she too was calling out in her
 ecstasy, her fingers slowly becoming still.  She stood
 and the two gasping females wrapped their arms about
 each other.

 "My darling, my darling, was that your first time"
 murmured Miss Adam in Toni's ear.

 "Yes, Miss," quavered the girl.

 "Did you like it?"

 "Oh yes Miss, I did. I was scared at first but I liked
 it."

 "Then would you like us to do it again. Another time?"

 "Oh Miss. Yes please Miss. Whenever you say."

 But they never did it again. Miss Adam was called away
 to her very sick mother in the north of the country,
 and transferred to another school. Toni got birthday
 and Christmas cards, and each one invited her to spend
 a holiday in the north. She would like to go but she
 never had. She didn't know how she could explain to her
 parents that she wanted to visit an ex teacher.


 CHAPTER SEVEN

 Laura's heart was thudding as she listened to Toni's
 experience. Her lips were dry and her hand was still
 gently brushing at Toni's arm, but lower down now,
 close to her outside thigh.  Her own left thigh was
 touching Toni's right, from hip to knee. Without con-
 scious thought, her hand moved from Toni's right arm
 and lay lightly on top of her thigh. Toni could feel
 the heat of it and had a sudden dryness in her mouth.
 Her employer's hand drifted over the surface of her
 skin, up and down, first by her knee then floating
 back towards the leg of her shorts.

 Laura inched away from Toni, opening a space between
 them. The hand gripped her, eased her legs apart, then
 Laura moved even further away and pulled the knee so
 that her legs gaped wide.  Without realising what she
 was doing, Toni lifted herself fractionally from the
 bench and let herself be spread wide. Her eyes were
 closed, her breasts taut, her nipples aching and hard.
 Her whole body was trembling and she felt a treacherous
 wetness oozing from her. Laura's fingers brushed
 lightly up her thigh, under the leg of her shorts and
 touched the dampness of her panties. She felt finger-
 tips scrape along the surface of her knickers and a cry
 escaped her as incredible sensations flashed from her
 pussy into a tense knot of excitement building low in
 her stomach. Knowing fingers dipped under the loose
 edge of her panties and slipped up and down her swollen
 pussy lips, brushing against her heavy bush of sex
 hair.  Suddenly a harsh buzzing noise filled the
 kitchen and Toni jolted back upright, closing her legs.

 "Don't Mrs Bunting. Please stop. Oh please stop. That
 must be the baker at the gate wanting me to let him in.
 Please stop. Oh please" Laura's breath was rasping in
 her throat and she found it difficult to speak with
 this young girl's pussy open to her. "Oh god, he had
 to come now didn't he. It's the story of my life these
 days" she heard herself say. 

 But Toni jumped to her feet and threw the switch to
 open the gate. Laura went upstairs to take another
 shower and put on dry panties.

 These thoughts were filling her mind as she placed her
 husband's and daughter's coupling in the context of
 what she did with her brother, her brother's wife, and
 now with the determination to possess the young firm
 body of her kitchen help. She walked outside with her
 daughter and there was a long pause before anyone
 spoke. Laura put her arm around Liz and apologised for
 being bitchy about Liz's wet panties.

 "Liz darling, I really did mean that you must be uncom-
 fortable because you hadn't had time to change. Believe
 me I know only too well how it feels to have a man's
 cum running into my panties. It's happened to me more
 times than I can count!"

 "Mummy, would you, er I mean, well. Daddy and me. Do
 you want er..." "Liz, there are things you are going
 to learn about me and your Daddy and you are going to
 have to be equally understanding.  So if you mean do I
 want you to stop, I've got to say 'No' not unless you
 or Daddy wants to."

 "Do you mean about you and Uncle Charles?" Liz asked.
 Laura stopped dead. "How on earth do you know about
 that. Has Daddy told you?"

 "No. I saw you in the pool yesterday, and that's what
 made me run to Daddy and try to comfort him. That's why
 we did it. I sort of made him by teasing him in a way
 that he couldn't resist."

 Laura grinned at her daughter. "Yes. You'll always find
 there are ways to get a man to do what you want. You've
 certainly learned early!! Oh my darling, I do believe
 we are going to have some interesting confessions, you
 and I."

 By this time they had made a full circle around the
 lawned garden and were back at the kitchen door again.
 Before they re-entered the house Laura said that per-
 haps the two of them could become very special friends,
 and that Liz might like her mother to give her advice
 and learn from her own experiences, which Liz quickly
 agreed to. Then Liz and Laura walked inside the house.

 Liz found her Dad and told him everything her mum had
 said, then went upstairs to change her panties at last.
 The cum was drying on her pussy and in her panties and
 she decided to take a quick shower. Her mother came
 upstairs to use her bathroom and heard Liz's shower,
 so she looked into her room.  She saw panties on the
 floor and picked them up. She could smell the odour of
 her daughter's sexual arousal and saw how stiff they
 were from her juices and from her husband's cum. As
 she dropped them back on the floor, she had a picture
 of Liz, bottom in the air, her pussy full of swollen
 cock, which prodded and poked inside her. She saw again
 the moment of her husband's climax, when he shot his
 spunk into Liz's sopping cunt. She remembered as his
 familiar dick slipped out, the pussy staying wide open
 from the fucking it had received, with cum running out
 and coating Liz's dark bush of hair, then dripping onto
 the bed.

 She silently went into the bedroom she shared with Doug
 and looked at the rumpled bed sheets. She touched the
 stains, which were already stiff with mingled sex. Her
 breasts tingled and a lustful ache was inside her. She
 knew that the thoughts of what she had seen were making
 her sexually aroused, that she could willingly watch it
 again. She wished that Doug would come into the room
 and throw her on the bed, rip her clothes off and fuck
 her insensible. She wouldn't care if Liz heard, or even
 whether she stood and watched as long as she had a
 thorough fucking.

 Best of all would be to relive with Doug those exciting
 months and years after their wedding, when barely a
 night went by without her being done. How Doug had to
 have her even when she was having her period, and how
 he had persuaded her to let him try her other, secret
 hole. He had been very gentle and had put cream
 liberally on her virginal ass. He had worked her with
 his fingers to stretch her, put on a condom, then had
 carefully eased his way into her bottom hole. At first
 it hurt, oh god it hurt, but her husband was always as
 gentle as he could be. Always taking his time from her
 when to press further, deeper. Soon she got used to it
 and it was always available for Doug whenever he wanted
 it that way. She found she really quite liked it too,
 as long as he was gentle with her as he started to put
 it in.

 That evening the phone rang and Liz answered. "CARL!"
 Liz shouted. It was her older brother calling from
 college.

 They talked for a little while before Carl asked to
 speak to his Dad.  Liz handed the phone to him and Doug
 chatted to Carl for a few minutes before telling him
 that they would be looking forward to him coming home
 for the holiday.

 When he was finished Carl spoke with his mum. Laura's
 sounded so happy to hear from her son. All too soon
 Carl had to go. Another student was waiting to use the
 phone.  Liz was ecstatic that her brother was coming
 home from college. She loved her brother. He had always
 been there for her. He had even fought for her in
 school. Liz used to love to hang around with him, even
 when his friends started saying things. Carl told them
 that if they didn't like it, they could go screw them-
 selves. After that Liz would do anything for him. Now
 she would get to see her brother again in a few days.
 He would be coming down in only 3 days for half term.
 But before her Dad saw Carl again though, there was
 something she must tell both of her parents about her-
 self and her brother.

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