He watched her for a second and then stepped inside the office. I closed the door. Yes, Sally was that distracting."Mr. Setton, Detective O'Hara." the...Detective looked me over. I was used to people's surprise at my age when they thought of the owner of the store. He was no different."Yes, Detective," I answered grasping his hand and giving him a firm shake.He smiled, "You know how young you look?" I am that young," I retorted with a grin of my own. "You had some questions for me?"He nodded.. We both started to crack up. ‘Listen Richard, while we are laughing here, I want you to know that I am a sexually very open woman and I truly believe one has to be open and honest about these things. Just from what we talked so far, I think you agree with me, right?’ ‘I do and may I add something to this?’ ‘Please.’ ‘I think this applies to more than just the sex part.’ ‘Hmmn, I think you’re on to something here. Now, are you going to finish your story, or are you going to read Trotsky to me. My head and shoulders were jerking forward in time to the shots of spunk and I gazed at Her, dazed, as the wetness soaked all around my balls and round to my arse. I had the joy of observing Her for a full 15 minutes before She walked off, maybe home for Her lunch break. Unfortunately that never happened again. A shop in a town in LeicestershireI spied another newsagents as I drove through this town and instantly parked up to dash back and investigate. There was a shapely woman behind the. “What’s up with the two of you?” I asked.“She freaked out because she found a picture of me with Robbie my boyfriend,” She said.“First of all how old are you?” I asked.“I’m almost sixteen,” she said.“How old is this Robbie?” I asked.“He is in college. I’m not exactly sure what his age is,” she said looking at the floor.“You probably are a little young to be dating a college boy,” I suggested.“That wasn’t why she freaked out,” she said. “We were kind of involved.”“Involved in what?” I asked. I.