She’d looked around frantically, ignoring Jane and Peter’s conversation for the moment, and had noticed that the hedge ended flush with the front corner of the house.
She had just started making her way over there when she’d been startled by something flying over the hedge and landing in the grass behind her, followed by the sound of Jane’s laughter. But she’d ignored it and hurried to the end of the hedge.
As she’d hoped, there was a small gap between the hedge and the house. It was too small to put her head through but she’d used her arm to quietly push enough of the hedge aside so that, by leaning forward and holding her head at an awkward angle she had been just barely able to see into the driveway. Milf porn Chrissy continued to sit in the darkness of her car, hands clenched into fists on her knees, tears running down her face.
And now…what should she do, what could she do? The two of them knew all her secrets—she could hardly have her father arrest them! But to
