Jesse went on: “She said the two of you agreed to hire me as a stripper and an escort for her club of bored women.”“What? I never… that is not...true! When we talked, we settled for a charity auction. She never mentioned something as despicable. I would never agree to anything like THAT.”"So... You would never sell me to that... Witch?"Patti took Jesse’s hands.“Are you kidding? God, no! You’re part of this family. And I care about you.”The two hugged.“What should I do now?” “Well," the woman had. John shut the tape off and sporting a formidable erection went to the window to peek on his neighbor, Mrs. Witkowski, who was watering her flowers.John had been watching his neighbor off and on since she and her husband had moved in three months before. Although they had met socially, John had not had an opportunity to get Mrs. Witkowski alone. In fact, he didn't know her first name.What he did know was that she was a good looking blonde with a small chest, but killer legs and a world class. I`m usually back home for Robert`s visit, and there`s a tap on our front door, Robert and Tin -tin are the only ones that come to the front, Tin-tin as he is postie, ‘stopping for coffee’ and Robert who`s our local priest, which has helped our reputation considerably, the locals thinking he is here to ‘read scriptures to us…` What actually happens, is he comes in pays, goes downstairs then removes his surplice and collar, all he wears to visit, then silently kneels naked to, in his words. Her nerves were still badly shaken from her earlier ordeal, but she wasn't quite ready to deal with reality. The longer she could put off explaining to the authorities what had happened to her, the better. Besides, with Finn at her side she was feeling less skittish. But just in case they ran into any nasty surprises, she tucked the Steyr into the side pocket of the overalls. "Ah what the hell, I was really hoping this day would get stranger. Besides, I could really use a beer. Hope they.