" You're sweet. The first thing we have to do is sort the laundry intopiles. It really builds up I'm afraid."So Neil spent the morning and part of the...afternoon sorting, folding,washing and ironing. The work was tedious and demeaning but the oneconsolation was Maggie, who was really nice. He went to see MrsWilberforce on the way out."So Neil, what do you think?" It's alright. I'd like to take the job please." I'm glad. Do you think you'll manage alright on your own?" Sure. The work's pretty. Leaning in he kissed her neck, his breathe felt warm on her skin sending an insignificant shiver down her spine. Davo slid his fingertips across her chest finally cupping her small delicate breast. He could feel her nipple harden under his grip. Pulling her blouse off he revealed her ever shaded breasts and their coin sized nipples. She flopped her head back against the sofa’s headrest looking at the ceiling and avoiding eye contact. He took her stiffening nipple into his mouth, sucking it for. "Mind if I join you?" she asked."Not at all," I said. "What's up?" Do you like me?" she asked."Of course," I said. "Did I do something to make you think that I don't like you?" No, not at all," she answered. "Do you think I'm pretty?"I wasn't sure where this conversation was going, but I responded truthfully. "Yes, I think that you are very pretty. Why?" Will you go out with me?" she asked.I sat back in surprise. Camille was the last person I expected to go out with."You know what I am doing. Er überließ nichts dem Zufall. Barbekanntschaften interessierten ihn nicht. Er ging lieber im Internet auf die Jagd. Modelforen, Instagram, die Webseiten von Misswahlveranstaltern. Seine Listen von interessanten Mädchen hielt er ständig aktuell. Sortiert nach Ländern und Orten. Wenn er ein paar Mädchen in einer Stadt in der Liste hatte, plante er seine Reise. Bevor er sich ins Flugzeug setzte, schrieb er alle an. Von zehn Mädchen trafen sich zwei oder drei mit ihm. Oftmals auch mehr.Zu.