Only, she was so very young and he was so much older. Now with him 65-years-old and her 59-years-old, their ages wouldn’t matter now as much as it m...ttered then. Yet, in the eyes of her father he was a loser. Just as he was then, he still is now, a nothing and a no one. He was just a working stiff who couldn’t give her the lifestyle she had grown accustomed to living with her being Daddy’s rich, little girl. He didn’t stand a chance of marrying her. If anything, her father had done him a favor. - You really look forward to that, don't you?- Oh, yes I do.- And you feel sure it's going to happen?- Now, don't you pull out ! You promised, remember?- W-e-e-l-l, yes, I said teasing her a little.-Oh, please. Don't relent. I'll be so good and hot to you. I'll do anything you want - and then some, she said.- Well, then get out of that corset right now and put on the blue set with the embroidered little cocks on. And I want to feel your cunt right now, before you change.Eagerly she came round. Talk on the street was the only way anyone could find out about him and that did not make easily listening. His age, depending who you spoke to, ranged from mid-thirties to mid-forties. G thought Pat was too easy against his enemies and competition, apparently, and was a punch first and ask questions later kind of guy. As to what he looked like nobody knew for certain. The only thing that everybody agreed on was that you only saw him if you needed to be dealt with, which usually meant, you. It was strange because she knew her sister was just the opposite and never promised anything she couldn’t deliver on with complete honesty.She was moving a bit stiffly as if she had a hot poker up her ass and the experienced females observing her knew exactly what she had been up to. Most of them were envious because the young boys were so into sports and cars that they seldom considered the needs of their female companions after the lights went low and they changed into something more.