They were hotter than I had ever anticipated, despite their below-average facial looks.‘Maybe this week won’t be as bad as I thought,’ I ruminated as I got into bed.Sleep shortly overwhelmed my thoughts as I drifted into oblivion.The following day was also far better than I had expected, and Monty and my cousins’ knowledge of fauna and flora impressed me. Gerald, in particular, was very attentive towards me, and even began referring to me by my name, instead of the usual 'Ballerina.'That evening as we gathered around the fire, I excused myself to head off to the ablution area. As I stood at the urinal, I popped a boner. With no pressure to return to the others too quickly, after I had peed, I entered one of the toilet cubicles for a good old wank.As I got into stride a voice from above scared the bejesus out of me. “Are you enjoying yourself, Jamie?” Gerald asked as he peered over the side of the stall, presumably standing on the toilet seat next door.Fumbling frantically, I pulled. The whole thing was faint, blurred up too, too blurry to tell anything. This seemed like such a waste of time. Maureen couldn’t take her eyes off the girl’s face. It could have been her! No it wasn’t her, but whoever it was, she sure looked sad, like real sad. She looked sickly. She looked like she’d either been crying or wanted to cry. Maureen felt sorry for her. She couldn’t tell much more. The little girl had dark, maybe black hair. The picture was in black and white so she couldn’t get any clues about complexion, and the thing was so small eye color would have been impossible to tell. It wasn’t her anyway. She never looked like that. Maureen kept staring at the face in the picture. She was tired. She wanted to go to bed. Sitting on the sofa with her mother looking at old pictures of some sick little girl wasn’t what she wanted to do. That wasn’t her in the picture. That couldn’t be her. Maureen didn’t want to do this any more. She looked at her mother. Andrea had her special.
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