One afternoon during hay baling season I noticed the young girl around my age of 17 ( who was hanging around with that local lad )was all alone sittin... on the village bench.As I walked past she said hello.I responded by asking her if she was OK and she said that she had just broken up with her boy friend. She asked me if I would like to go for a walk with her and as I was in no hurry and was on my way home after work, I said yes.She told me of her break up and we walked down a long secluded. Yes, that was ungracious. If the Agency owner was being truthful, this was the opportunity of a lifetime. ‘I’m sorry. I really am. I wasn’t thinking, Demetrius. It’s… just—’ ‘Too good to be true?’ Her head jerked up. Studying his face, she saw nothing that indicated he was playing games with her. She should have known. The Greek may be many things, but he’d always been straight with her. ‘Yes—’ ‘Beautiful Lauren,’ he began, walking towards her, his gaze never leaving her deep brown eyes. ‘The. She was married, with a kid, ambitious but bored, hungry for varietyand excitement. She was liberated and liked women as much as men. Shewas wasted on her 'vanilla' loving husband.She knew about me. She understood completely. I could tell by theway she eyed me up and down, noticing details I thought I could getaway with, that others would glance over and not register. Mydelicate watch that would remain hidden under my oh so straight shirtsleeves, my pure silk socks hiding stockings underneath,. Rose looked at Jasper; she envisioned she would cheat with Oscar, not this man. She rationalized this one-time thing would lead her to Oscar's arms. "Yes, I want you to have sex with me," she said bravely. "If that's what Oscar wants." He looked at Rose and shook his head. "No, he wants me to fuck you. Can I fuck you?" Rose didn't know the difference between sex and fucking, but was too fearful to ask. "Yes, I want you to fuck me." "Ask me nicely, and say please." "Please, take me to the.