”“I am real. They are real. My mother and the other den comrades aren’t kidding about other things out there, Gary. The fairy tale stories are r...al, and the gods do exist. Now it is time for us to represent the Yuki family to be the best we can be.”“Yeah, that’s what makes me so nervous. I finally get a mission to be able to help serve your family. Now all the eyes are on me.”She shook her head. “I don’t know what we will face either. That is why we will do this together.”“Even though you may. “Wow, indeed, my dear – get Jennifer to give you an application so we can have your particulars on file. Do you have a smart phone?”“Yes, I have an IPhone and a one generation old MacBook Air?”“So, you’re a fan of Apple Products, good girl – Pick whichever desk you want, anyone but mine and Jennifer’s. Oh, you may be expected, from time to time to cover the front desk.”“No problem, Boss.”“Call me Rich or Richard, but please not boss? Oh, anyone else in your real estate classes, who might be. That time finally came one night. I slept on the floor instead of my bed, I was weird. I was having naughty thoughts about the girls I've seen, particularly Erin. The stuff I'd love to do to them. I was nervous about beating off, I guessing that's normal for many people. But I had to do something about the throbbing penis in my pants and the erotic thoughts I was having. I pulled it out and it was semi-erect. I had no foreskin since I'm circumcised and I'd consider it's size reasonable. I'm no. I offered lawn cutting in my neighborhood. I grew my client list to just over 20 per week.One particular client was the Perkins family. They were a German family that had recently relocated to the US. Mrs. Perkins was in her mid-40s and Mr. Perkins was a bit older yet was hardly ever home. They had a daughter, Linda, my age. Actually, Linda was Mr. Perkins’ daughter by his first marriage, making Mrs. Perkins Linda’s step-mom. I found Linda very attractive, yet she was also hardly ever home. In.