Ein Junge in ihrem Alter, aus ihrer Klasse der immer schwarze Jeans und Hemden trug und ebenso dunkle Haare hatte: „Hallo Julia.“„Was willst du,...Louis?“ fragte sie genervt und stemmte ihre Hände in die Hüften.Louis ging in den Raum und schloss die Tür. „Erinnerst du dich an unsere Abmachung am See? Du bist mir was schuldig.“ Julia schaute entsetzt: „Wenn du denkst das wir beide jetzt vögeln hast du dich geschnitten, Kleiner!“ Louis ging auf sie zu und strich kurz über ihre Schulter: „Ganz ruhig. Slammer's was the club where Jilly Grrl and Billie Jean performed.Moving past Billie Jean's cock I kissed hir lady sack and began to nibble on hir soft ass. As my nose rubbed against hir tanned skin I picked up the scent of hir perfume.It's amazing how a familiar fragrance can trigger a flood of memories. Billie Jean was wearing the same perfume my high school sweetheart Sky wore the night we lost our virginity on each other.Back in those days I was such an ignorant fuck. Sky had to just. " Who dares wins, Colonel, and I will lay money she will fly into your arms the minute you pop the question."I got from the chair, clapped him familiarly on his back, something I would never countenanced an hour previously, and made my way home to 18 Queen Street.Colonel Slade's beaming smile at Horse Guards next morning informed me my money was safe, and that Colonel Slade and Miss Zinnia Teazle were now officially affianced. I shook his hand warmly, and kissed a glowing Zinnia. In fact I. "Well," he whispered, pausing, his eyes drilling straight through myeyes and then down into my soul, "back to work then."Tom turned to the office. I breathed out a huge silent sigh of relief,and went back to wrapping books and coasters and the other few smalls inhis living room.A half-hour or so later, and Tom let me know his work was done, and Icould pack up his little office whenever I wanted. He was going to takea shower.I nodded at him, nervously, acknowledging his direction. I.