She gave me my plate and then she started doing some tidying up. "Get yourself a plate and eat with me." Mickie didn't want to argue with me, not that...she would but if others was up she would be the last to eat. She dished herself a plate and then sat with me. We made simple small talk for a while. Then we heard foot steps and waited to see who it was. Heather walked around the corner and smiled at us. "Morning." She said. Mickie replies. "Morning, breakfast?" Heather nodded her head. "Yea, it. After they talked about the Nanny job she caught the first possible plane. Of course Jack met her plane and took her directly to a nice motel near his part of town. He had told Carol he was working late with a customer so he was free to jump in bed with Linda as soon as they got to the motel. The sex had been as good as he remembered. He was glad he didn't have to make a choice of who was the better bed partner, Carol or Linda. They were both great.The interview had been set up. Jack briefed. Walking silently through the dark mirky wood I came to a fallen stump beside an old game trail and sat down, trimming the light so it set a dim glow of orange to the surrounding oak. My pants, slightly tattered, hung on a twig which I snapped off to use as a writing utensil. I was poor and alone, an orphan from birth with little hopes of more than a street maiden. I would likely die of the Rider’s hand, having no one to look after me besides these greedy lustful women. I was outcast by society. Lexington was almost 34, unmarried, bisexual male, leading a very active and exciting sex life, having a lot of fun doing all lovely things. He had not only coached Vernon in the little league baseball team but also had taught him to play violin after school. He knew everyone in Vernon’s family very well for some years and even had the close relationship. He could never imagine to have sex with Vernon but it happened. That morning was different than the others. Although, it was close to 10:30.