"The sun was just starting to warm the icy streets when I knocked at the stout front door of the officer's commandeered house. A pretty girl in homesp...n and a heavy apron answered, told me the captain was not at home, but that I could see her mistress if I wished."She's at 'er breakfast, such as it is," the girl said with London still thick on her tongue and a devilish gleam in her pale-blue eyes."Gin for breakfast, is it?" I asked her with a smile.She nodded and smiled back, lighting her fresh. She takes a deep breath and steps inside.Right away Tova is greeted by the sexy dressed like a catgirl Curie. And just like the previous night, she is completely naked. “Well, look what the cat dragged back in.”Tova can feel her face getting red. She shifts almost nervously. “Aren’t you supposed to be dressed, even in a place like this?” she asks, saying the first thing on her mind.Curie grins. “Do you not like what you see?”Of course she does. Being into other girls has been more of a. While I was admiring this, I noticed that she was wearing the gold necklace I had given her in February for her birthday. To top it all off, she had a flower in her hair, giving her a sort of innocence that I found irresistible. She snuggled up close to me, laying her head on my chest. I had one hand around her shoulders and gently stroked her hair with the other. She looked up at me and smiled contentedly, then settled back down again. We just sat like this for a few minutes, I listened to. "School!" Eddie practically choked. "Just how old are these 'women'?"Sandy answered. "They're my daughters. Beth is eighteen, Tiffany just turned seventeen, and Brittany is sixteen." Holy shit! I can't tattoo the two youngest ones. They're both underage. The eighteen-year-old is just barely legal. The cops are watching me like a hawk. I put a tiny heart on the ankle of a fourteen-year-old chick a few months ago, and they've been on my back ever since. Sorry." Could you make a house call?" I.