Bradley called the janitor to him. The surprise on his face was complete as he looked upon three beautiful naked girls. “What is this, Mr. Bradley?�...� He said as looked over all three again. “Jimmy, this is an after school program to get girls used to being naked.” Jimmy was astonished that this was a thing, but he had no complaint. “The girls need to get used to being naked in front people. So can the girls help you for a while?” Jimmy was still dumbfounded, but agreed to it. So Jimmy watched as. I don't think there are rules the way you have always thought of them before. Do you love her, Brian?" Oh, yeah. She's so sweet. Look at her, Rose. She crawls up in my lap and goes straight to sleep. I love to touch her. I love her softness and her shape. I love her weight in my lap. I love the silkiness of her hair and the little kisses she gives me on my neck before she goes to sleep." I realized I was going on and shut up."Still, you don't make out with her. No passionate kisses. You touch. Unfortunately he seemed well aware of his effect on women, but was almost exactly the type of guy Emily had described.He did a double take as Emily sauntered over and, obviously recognizing her, began searching the room for me. I gave a slight nod when our eyes met and held my finger to my lips in the almost universal sign of, 'Be quiet'. I winked and made a gesture I hoped he would interpret as, 'Go ahead and have some fun.'It worked because his eyes locked on Emily and I could tell the game. It seemed awkward in a way, but pretty simple. "I'll try to do better next time."When she brought the next chamber story in a week later, she hadn't agonized over it anywhere near as long. "Much better," he smiled, and led her back behind the counter to the computer sitting in the middle of a spectacularly cluttered desk. He sat down at the keyboard, and Emily was amazed as his fingers literally danced over the keys -- this slow-moving, rather arthritic old man was the fastest typist Emily had.