Laurel couldn't believe how well her meeting with Debbie had gone. Broaching the subject hadn't been easy,but young Debbie Dingle couldn't have been more understanding.

She put a comforting arm around Laurel's shoulders and let her know that despite being surprised at the request, she would be more than willing to help.

There had been rumours in the village a couple of years before;a young girl matching Debbie's description had been seen hastily emerging from bushes and running off when old Alan Turner's dog had noticed something and started barking. Alan recalled that evenings walk through Booberdale Park to anyone in the Woolpack who would listen, in exchange for a large whiskey of course. He'd seen the girl running off, but it had been too dark, the park lamp had been broken for months and the little moonlight that night wasn't sufficient for him to make a positive identification, but it certainly looked like young Debbie Dingle to Alan; he could make out the short skirt and the long hair, but it was only a rear view and from too far away to be one hundred percent certain.

As old Alan got nearer to the bushes he got an even bigger surprise. Who should emerge,fumbling with his trousers as he did so, was none other than the Vicar of Booberdale...Ashley Thomas.
Ashley was frantically attempting to pull up his zipper; his flustered appearance adding to the intrigue. "Evening Alan, er lovely evening, I was just, yes I was just relieving myself. Caught short you know...that'll teach me to drink so much tea before my evening stroll".
Seeing the sceptical and clearly disapproving look on Alan Turner's face was enough to persuade Ashley not to hang about and he quickly bid further goodbyes to Alan before walking quickly out of the park.

At the time the rumours reached most willing ears in Booberdale-including those of Debbies grandmother Lisa. Lisa tentatively asked young Debbie whether she'd been in the park after dark on any evening recently ?. Debbie,although blushing slightly,claimed she hadn't and so Lisa decided best not to push the subject any further.
One day while in the small Booberdale shop,Laurel also overheard some gossip.
As soon as Betty and Pearl saw her they stopped chatting immediately, but Laurel had clearly heard mention of young Debbie's name and that of her husband.

Laurel wasn't prepared to believe anything bad about her husband , Ashley had laughed and explained to her before that,some years previous Debbie had had a sort of school girl crush on him for a short while. All innocent stuff he claimed and long in the past. Most probably Betty and Pearl were just recalling that, Laurel told herself. After all what young girl wouldn't look longingly at an attractive man such as her Ashley ?

So Laurel's suspicions regarding the past were left in the past. She needed Debbie's help now, and if young Debbie did at one time have a schoolgirl crush on Ashley, she'd be all the more likely to help out now that she was older.

The perfect arrangement had been made;Laurel wouldn't have to have her husbands large penis in her mouth anymore. Ashley would get the blowjobs he so desired and Debbie Dingle...well she would be getting some extra cash for her troubles while indulging in one of her favourite activities...cock sucking !