‘Let me help you inside you should stay off that ankle today.’ he said as he helped her stand up. ‘What about our horse back rides…and I was g...ing to cook dinner?’ she asked sadly. ‘The horse back ride can wait till you feel better and I’ll cook dinner tonight.’ he smiled. He helped her as they walked slowly up the path to the house. Letting her put her weight on him as each step caused her to wince in pain. He helped her up the staircase and to her bedroom. He walked her slowly over to the bed. The second meeting being a fitting and if satisfied, payment. My first appointment Susan, the 68-year-old size 16 lady, welcomed me and leading me into the lounge I was mesmerised – she was wearing a very tight skirt that was at least 3 inches above her knees. Inviting me to sit next to her she introduced me to her husband, Jack who was just a few years older and seemed interested in finding out about my special service. ‘Jack this is Bob, the nice gentleman I told you about. Bob, Jack was. The memory still sent a shudder up her spine. The offence that Miss Palmer was especially hard on was bullying. Any girl found picking on younger, weaker girls could expect the most severe punishment. On one occasion during a hockey match, some girls, stood by the side of the field watching, rather than playing. The eagle-eyed Miss Palmer spotted one girl, Monica, a big-built, red haired girl, grabbing the wrists of a younger girl. A quick investigation of what was going on revealed that Monica. "Wouldn't you have thought that would have freak her out?" True," I answer, mulling it over. "Do you think she'd even do it with me there?" Who knows, I was surprised it happened with us." Yeah, I guess you're right," I answer, still not ready to jump into this. "Why don't we just keep the first time between the two of you... wait, it's actually the second time, isn't it?" Sort of... we were interrupted pretty early last time," Lauren says. "They're both home this weekend. I'll get dad to help.