Another uptight Asian dude. Ottawa is full of them. Small wonder White guys are stealing all their women. They’re boring as hell. Man, I can’t sta...d this pathetic excuse for a City. As much as I hate it, I can’t afford to leave it yet. Not if I’m living paycheck to paycheck, man. I’ve got six hundred dollars in my account with the Royal Bank of Canada. Not enough to move to the City of Toronto, my dream town. My rent costs four hundred bucks a month, and I’ve got to shell out another hundred. Which is how, after those months browsing, we chose Nils.Nils was a Danish businessman with his own export-import company. Having lived in Paris for many years, he spoke flawless French with only the smallest trace of accent. He told us he was sixty-two and had been a widower for the last seven years. His suggestion was Sunday lunch at L’Angélique near the Chateau at Versailles. We were not disappointed, either by the restaurant or by Nils.L’Angélique has a Michelin star so we were not. “Oh really?” Chris blushed crimson but made an effort to sound unconcerned, good thing his mom couldn’t see his face. “What did she want?” “She asked if you could come over today and help her unpack and clean her basement since she wants to renovate it, and of course I said you’ll be more than happy to so you need to be there around 7 pm,” his mom answered. “But mom…” Chris made sure to sound annoyed at his mom’s bossiness but inside he was very happy for the opportunity. “None of your ‘but. I came home from an evening class at college. I knew something was up. She was barefoot, her white shorts twisted and her tank top crooked. She was very nervous and flushed. He was smiling like a cat that ate a canary, leaned back on the sofa. He was wearing a pair of white gym shorts and the imprint of his chubby cock was visible.[aloofman] so she didn't try to deny it[cuckman] I was only 18 and very naive farm boy. She was 18 but a city girl who knew her way around.. So I thought.