“What do you mean?” He chuckled, not knowing to what she was referring.“You’ve been looking at porn,” she said.“Shit!” He exclaimed, alm...st dropping his tea as he rushed into the room to see Emma sat in front of his computer, the screen showing a still photo of a woman with a big cock in her mouth.“Is this what you do all day,” she laughed.“Oh…um…Er,” he spluttered, “l er found it by mistake,” he said sheepishly.“I don’t think so Grandad,” she chuckled, holding up the beer mat with the website. There I sit at one of the restaurants or cafes, preferably by the window. I have a snack while I study each pedestrian that goes by. Then it’s off to Oxford Circus, ending my cycle at Tottenham Court Road. I go round in circles every night, without any success. It’s like looking for a pin in the haystack. The nearer it gets to Christmas. The streets get busier, making it more difficult to find them.I change my routine once a week. Tonight I got off at Oxford Circus Station. I proceeded up the. Grown women don’t get spanked!“That’s, that’s absurd! “You let me out of here this instant”“You’re going to get what you deserve young lady”, said her teacher still unmoved.“And that’s a long hard paddling that will leave your bottom blood blistered.”“Martha Ann you’re going to learn Martha Ann a lesson about growing up and dressing correctly before you leave this hotel room today young lady.”Martha Ann was pissed, “You ASS HOLE, You Son Of A Bitch don’t you talk to me like that!” Martha Ann. "I'm pretty sure there must be something of Doyle's in the attic that might fit you. That's one good thing about never throwing anything out, you might need it some day." Yeah, if you can find it," Catalina shook her head. "There's so much crap up there in the attic I don't know how you find anything." Oh, I pretty much know where everything is," Bonnie protested. "It's worth a quick look, anyway."There was a little discussion one way and the other before Bonnie headed up the stairs. "I have to.