I decided we needed to eat and slow down on the booze at that point, since I really didn't need a neighbor stuck to my front door.She told me that sh... always dated older guys and found them to be more open minded., and willing to slow down when she wanted them too. She also said we should not date, since we lived next door. I agreed with her, then she said, a part time slave of mine might work. I looked at her and saw she really wasn't joking and had her finger up her skirt. I told Gail she. There even seemed to be some in her er, feminine parts, because after cleaning her up, more kept oozing out and running down her leg. Strangely while she was unconscious, she had a little smile on her face, maybe because she realized she was safe with me. Stranger still was her reaction when she regained consciousness and I told her about killing the monster. She must have still been in some kind of shock, because she broke down, sobbing, "But he was so good, so big. He was the best!" It was. It did not help at all for poor Petunia to be so disturbingly shy with males. She was much at ease with her sisters and all female members of the staff, but seemed to tense up whenever brought into close proximity to anyone with a cock.He knew he was somewhat at fault in that regard. He had sheltered all four of his daughters far beyond the norm after the traumatic passing of his spouse.His second oldest daughter, Rose, was not quite as attractive as Petunia. She did possess a superior. Caroline looked a little wonderstruck, as Jenn walked up to us and said, “Isn’t he dreamy?”“I like the car, but you can have the guy inside, Jennifer. I thought he was gay?” I said.“Nope, he broke up with his fiancée three months ago,” Jenn said.“How old is he?” Caroline asked.“Thirty-three, that’s not too old, is it?” Jenn replied.“That’s older than me by five years. Be careful with him, Jenn?” I said.“We’ve got a date for tomorrow night, Caroline would you help me buy a new dress for.