.. may I call you, ‘sir’ or ‘Mr. Stern,’ pretty please? I rather like the formality of it, at least for now. What is it that you wish from me,...sir?” Pippa surprised me, making me feel that perhaps I misjudged my prospects with her, though I persisted, needing to know for sure.“So, Ms ... I don’t actually know your surname, do I? I hoped for a lunch date from you, if that’s possible. Would you be open to that?” I posed the question to her, wondering what sort of reply I’d get.“Just call me. ”“Since you think you know so much about me, I’m at a severe disadvantage. Who are you?”“I’m Dan Travers.”Perhaps because the name was unusual, Chuck knew the name sounded familiar. He had heard it before. The problem was that he couldn’t quite place the circumstance under which he had heard it. Still, it sounded familiar.Then it dawned on him that knowing the full name of his captor wasn’t a good sign of things to come. Chuck realized he was a dead man. The only question was how much he’d get. I got to a house. A normal looking house with just two windows by the door. “Is this the right place? ” I thought. This is too plain. I knocked on the door while calling the cell and Dave peeked out the window and smiled. “Nikki baby how are you?” He said smiling. “Come in come in” He lead me to his living room where we started talking “Ok Nikki, You want the video down right?” he said. I looked at him and nodded “Yes, Now. This instant”. “Calm down slut” He said pointing at me. “I don’t take. False modesty, I thought to myself. She did confess that they used to flirt a lot at the restaurant and that for his age, Kenny was a charmer. Kathy was getting playful again and obviously wanted sex one more time that day. I made her begin to tell me what she would do with Kenny if she could. At first she said she didn’t want to rob the cradle. “Not even once?” I said sitting on the sofa, massaging her tem- ples as she sat on the floor between my legs. “Well, maybe.