Would you like to meet her?’ ‘Yes that would be great. He then asked Eden to clear everything out of the cupboards and drawers before Saturday wee.... He suggested leaving the things she’d really wanted on the kitchen table. He could work around that. Dave went off thinking Eden was the most adorable woman he’d ever met. He was aware she’d not have to do much to convince him she was a provocateur. Jeepers! * * * The noisy delivery of a 10 foot dumpster at 6:45 on Saturday awoke Louie and Eden. I never knew what might happen. Sir was always unpredictable in the best ways.He caught up to me by the stream, beside a willow, it’s low hanging branches forming a canopy over our heads, grabbing my upper arm, his grip firm.“What did I say about running off, slut?” He demanded, his voice hard, sending shivers through me. I often craved this voice. It was cruel and unyielding. I felt my pulse flutter as the fire at my core was stoked. “You said not to, Sir,” I answered, breathless, wincing as. Three gentlemen came in and sat at the end of the bar, which curved around to the right. They were wearing matching shirts that looked like uniforms for mechanics, each ones name printed on a patch on their chest. All three men ordered a beer. Kate began to look them over and decide if she would choose one of them. As she was thinking about it, her gaze was locked by one of the men looking her over. Kate ordered another drink and picked up her cigarettes and walked past the gentlemen to the. "You're right. Do you live nearby?" queried the boy. "Just a short drive away," responded Bob. On the way over, Bob found out that the boy's name is Koen, 16yo, a little over five feet tall and as sexy looking as any street slut he ever had anything to do with. Koen knew his trade well. He told Bob to undress him. Slowly Bob lifted Koen's shirt over his head, revealing a smooth, unblemished chest with beautiful nipples just waiting to be handled and sucked. Bob moved his hands down Koen's.