” “yeah dad told me you used to.” “wow my, my look at you.” “what? haha” “well you’ve really grown since last I saw you.” “reall...? Well I guess I’m a little taller.” “I guess but it wasn’t your height I was talking about… other things.” “what are you talking about.” “I know this might sound a little creepy but you’ve developed… very nice curves.” “hahaha thank you Mr. Will I‘m very flattered” At first I was a little naive but by then I pretty much realized he was checking me out and flirting. We showered together and came out together to meet June. She didn't say anything but she had to know we were naked together.I dressed in my best duds and made sure I had my wallet and my good counterfeit money. It could not be distinguished from the real article except by the serial numbers. It made quite a lump because it was all in twenties. Most of the money I simply folded up and put in a different pocket.Betts came to me to help her with her jewellery just like her mother got her father to. Go read it. I was simply bowled over.That night I wrote her a note, telling her that if she's black, she could tone down the sex a little and sell that story tomorrow. If she's white, the story was the greatest piece of empathy I'd ever seen.This woman--obviously it was Taria--didn't just send back "Aw, shucks, twarn't nothin'" like some people might. She told me how she came to write it, and what it did to her. She told me she couldn't write things like that very often, because they made her. "I sniggered. "Mister Milton probably sussed that you and I were shagging, judging by the smirk and wink he gave me when we were signing the deeds of the apartment." Old Mister M is a randy devil, and over the years I worked there I've had nearly as much cock from him as from the Royal Lancers ... and he's bloody good for his age." She disengaged her naked body from mine and got out of the rumpled bed. "Anyway you don't have a table, or the models soldiers, to play war games. Fighting those.