"Yeah it's terrible ain't it," I replied.She looked at me puzzled "Why say that?" she asked. "It seemed the right reply," I said. She looked still puz...led not sure how she should take my comments, "Your the one from that shop I've been in." i guess so." all I wanted to do was sit here mind my own business, I had no intension making new friend with customers; right now this was my time, something was putting me on edge with her around hairs bristled on the back of my neck."Well i'm new around. Fostering a daughter was no easy feat, many hurdles had to be jumped, but he was wealthy and healthy, so he was ideal.His car an Aston Martin DB5 was waiting for him in the garage. He had bought the car many years ago, after watching a bond movie. It was still in great shape and was one of his most treasured possessions.He got into the car and drove his way out of his mansion complex. Nearly an hour’s drive into the city, parking outside a smart looking building. He stepped out of the car,. " If you don't see fit to call the police and have this bastard arrested then I will." Yes, go ahead Richard," said Nora. "The scandal will probably ruin any chance you had of closing that deal you were working so hard for." What do you mean?" said her husband. "That's nonsense." You know how conservative those clients are. When they read about this in the papers, they'll know you have a slut for a daughter. They won't have anything to do with you." Our daughter is not a slut. This bastard. Skippy was like what the fuck they can wait. I said no you can wait go get the door. He opens it and it was the manager form the bar. Skippy said what's up and he replied her to see your wife as she let me the address on this napkin. He lets in this young gentleman an I'm sitting on the sofa in lingerie an he was like holy shit. I said glad you could make it an offered him the seat next to me. Skippy sits in the chair across from us. I turn to the k** an put me hand on his leg an move his onto.