He mumbled something before offering to take her bag."Why thank you!” She said in her snooty sounding English. “You're such a gentleman."He blushe... again. "N, n, nice to see you too miss." He stammered. Liz felt some people were so cruel she wondered sometimes if she was the only contact he had with anyone outside his immediate family.An hour later she sat for supper in the oversized dinning room, taking this opportunity to read through some files. The food as ever was delicious and Pa Angel. She caught my eye pretty early on, not an easy thing to do when my girlfriend was as stunningly gorgeous as Kaia. But Marissa was growing up with a body to die for and a face that would give Kaia a run for her money in any beauty competition.Now I consider myself to be a tits man. Nothing makes me happier than big, round jugs, and Kaia's were fantastic. But what especially had my attention was Marissa's PERFECT ass. Tight curve, rock hardness, wonderful shape: it was the kind of ass that would. “Please don’t go!” His voice raised a bit higher, “You don’t understand!”She looked over at him confused as she picked up her skirt from the floor, “What is there to understand? They obviously know you weren’t lying.” She was dismayed as she shook her head at the young boy. She knew he was reckless but she blamed herself.“I have to make varsity this year! If you stay and... , “ he pulled her arm tighter, “I don’t know. Help me convince them.”Katie’s jaw clenched and was on the verge of. " Funny ... I was just thinking I couldn't believe such a lovely young woman would want to be with a dull man old enough to be her father."We both laughed.I had a phone call to make, but thought it would be best to leave it a little later in the day.The bus stops outside a pub called the Fox House, and the Longshaw Estate begins just across the road. By the time we got there, time was getting on, so we headed straight for the visitor centre for lunch, walking through a small area of woodland to.