She was around 50, short blonde hair, wearing a tight business jacket, white blouse, showing off a nice big cleavage, a knee length skirt, black nylo...s and high heels.we said hello, made some small talk, I was wearing a suit myself as she'd asked me to. She told me she liked looking at all the young men in her office, expecially their crotches, and had always wanted to grab a hold and feel thier cocks through their trousers. I said she could do that now it she liked, no problem with me, and. "Ithought I was the only one." She told me. I whispered we would talklatter. "Damn right we will." She informed me. It was at that point Irealized Marty had said nothing. As if on cue, Jenny and I turned andlooked at her father anxiously, waiting to hear his views on myannouncement. Marty sat there with a contemplative look on his face.There was something going on inside his head, but I wasn't sure what itmay be. The same fears that I had with Mary, that I had upset him, beganto take. Hands began to fondle, and it was then the doorbell rang. May grabbed at her gown and leaving Wendy hot and wet, she popped to the door. “Parcel for you… she signed, holding her gown tightly pulled round her in view of the last time here with Jim… the old driver winked, then turned and hobbled up the path leaving her with a blank brown paper box, neatly addressed… he had seen it all before, the boxes came with a return address in case of refusal…it began ‘Sex toys by mail group!’ She closed. When the signs were right I would stay in, when I saw someone who would go to the wire to get a property I dropped out. I was there to buy cheaply. I left the auction without buying, I just wasn’t hungry enough to go to the lengths others would venture to obtain any of these properties. Perhaps the experience was telling me that it was time to dive in another pool. I didn’t go up to Chetford for three weeks, although Tina kept me up to date on what was going on. She would come to the office.