K. son, but we need to talk about that later." I say in my bestfatherly tone. Bryan nods, still smiling at me as I lower him to theground. I gather...my things and make a mad dash for the airport shuttle. Ilook out the van window at my son, with Jamal now standing behind him. Weboth wave at each other as I watch my boy and Jamal waving goodbye in thedoorway of my beautiful house. "I hope Jamal and my son can keep eachother company and not drive each other crazy" I think to myself. Then. I thought it was pretty clever for an almost 11 year old. After a while I carefully slipped off the bunk bed, approached Annes bed and whispered to her that I was a little cold and could I snuggle in with her for a while to warm up. She answered that it was okay if I was cold and pulled aside her covers for me. Now my heart was pounding as I pressed in close to her. Gawd she was warm. I cuddled into to her, feeling her nightie as I did and knew she wore no bra or panties under it. Of course I. To my surprise we were followed by two well how do i describe them nubile girls who were clad only in some type of pantaloons bare feet and bare chested. Dorcas seeing me eye them informed me they were the house girls to assist her and were of a low class and ignore them.Ermm ok fine I said, we reached my room which was large and airy with a ceiling fan Dorcas suggested I bathe and join her downstairs for dinner in 1 hour and she would explain the arrangements for tomorrow.Looking around the. Sadly you’ve never heard from Jennifer again after that night, life must be hard out there, or that’s what you tell yourself.The overwhelming lonely feeling crushing you, distracting you from work and compounding your anxiety eventually compelled you to sign up for a dating agency. Surprisingly the agency ranked you highly on the looks scale, describing you as a “Good looking young man with that Androgynous look and a lovely smile.”The confidence boost their flattering profile bestowed upon you.