As I narrated in my previous story, I am really fond of old men, that too perverted old men. Our landlord started noticing me and I noticed his eyes l...cking my body. I couldn’t buy new clothes. My old ones really couldn’t hold my assets and most of them were above knee length. I too didn’t ask for new ones as I took pleasure in people’s attention to my body.I had fun with shopkeepers as I was extra cute with them by showing my big bum and boobs. I wore old skirts that were really short. People. My jaw dropped, that kind of money I never dreamed of. My mind whirled at all my tuition costs covered, some savings, car repairs, a full fridge and new clothes. "Now before I take you on, I really have to make sure you will be right for this position, and what these men want. Normally, as I said, most of my girls are far away and I've never met them in person like you and Liza, so they have had phone interviews," Joan said. "What do you want me to do?" I questioned, almost afraid to ask but. I went to school got a degree to teach high school. I pretty much lost interest when some kid threatened me. I did sixty days on the county farm for defending myself. Now I couldn't get a teaching job, even if I wanted one. (He paused then asked) so what about you.Me: Well Professor, that's a lot more interesting than my life. Let's call it a night, so we can get an early start tomorrow.I had found a tree limb to hang the front of my tarp from. I piled the firewood on the side to stop the wind. I quickly moved through the blocks of flats and crossed a playing field, the eternal youngster in me made me jump and touch the football goal crossbar. You can grow older but always remain a teenager, he he.I had no idea of where I should go but I entered the wood expecting to be captured by darkness. But no, the autumn winds had cleared the leaf canopy and the moonshine was so bright it filtered through branches and left a silvery glow. As soon as my eyes accustomed I found it was like.