" She laughed. "I doubt that, but, if you want me to, I'll talk to your mother for you." "Ain't going help," Andy said. "I'm still dead." "Well, let's...see if we can make a deal, Andrew Wilson," the neighbor lady said. "Look, if you agree to work off most of the damage, I'll cover the initial cost of replacement. But I'm still going have to get your mother's permission." So it wasn't the best of deals; at least his mother wouldn't kill him. That was how his summer job started. Just eighteen year. With a flutter of nerves, I slowly slipped off the bed, and exited my bedroom. I quietly navigated through my dark house, listening closely to make sure my daughter was not up. On trembling legs, I reached my front door, and gingerly opened it before stepping out and into the night. Closing it behind me, I looked out and saw Jerome's car parked just in front of my house. I made a move towards it, but stopped when I received another message on my phone.Jerome: No, stay right there and follow my. She was becoming quite aroused by now, and the craving for peter was moving beyond her control. She got up and walked over to several men sitting at the other end of the bar, and sat down between them, taking her drink with her.They brightened noticably...and looked at her with open mouthed gratification...and two of them spoke to her at once, dazzled by her beauty, and the fragrance of her expensive perfume."Well hello pretty thing," said one of them, propping his chin on the palm of his. Especially sewage treatment machines!"With screwdriver, he removed the hinges that attached the top of the toilet box to the bottom and set it aside. Her wrists and ankles were still securely locked in place, and the many belts still held her firmly down.He screwed the new top section to the hinges and checked its motion. The new part was somewhat more complex than the previous.She spoke up again. "If you won't fuck me, would you kiss me one last time before you do this to me?" Ewww!" he.