I could just pretend I didn’t know. That night was our regular Friday night outing as a group. This particular night was a party in one of the dorms... Jack and I met the others there. I was nervous about how Paul would act, hoping we could just pretend he didn’t know, and that I didn’t know he knew. When we arrived the others were already there and were halfway through their first drinks. Paul made a joke about ‘the girls’ always being fashionably late, Jack glared jokingly, and from then. He had given so many clues. His name itself had already been a clue. Such a simple anagram and so far nobody had noticed it. And then this windy politician. He had been so easy to manipulate. And then there had been Batman who had insisted on special security measures.All rules which he had set up only played into the hands of the Toy-Man.Nobody was allowed to know where the practice would be.The treatment room itself was massively shielded so that one could find out from the outside nothing of. Karen had actually been a budding teenager but when I finally paid attention to how she'd developed into a very attractive and sexy young woman, she was then married and had one little baby girl. Actually, Karen had become the Mother part of MILF before she'd ever gotten married. Her boyfriend had been regularly fucking her and they'd taken no precautions so because they knew it, Karen had turned up bigtime pregnant. No surprise. You bury a horny virile cock in a fertile hot young teenage pussy. Who in heaven’s name would send me a card like this? I searched my memory … could it have been Don … my contact for Business World? He was good looking, but I thought he was married. Maybe it was Richard, my accountant … Lord, I hope not! The Fed-Ex guy was cute … but I didn’t think he had the panache. I was at a loss. And, where on earth did he get this address? Could it have been a delivery man? I had no clue. I read the card again … it was a mystery that left me feeling a bit unnerved..