As it turned out, he took care of me in ways I don't think my parents originally intended."Her inference was clear, but Bob had to nail it down."You m...an he ... did things to you?" Yes," she said. She took a breath, but then let it out without saying more. She still looked nervous."Can I ask what?" Again, Bob had to know."Let's just say he taught me everything I know about sex," she said.Bob blinked. It was pretty clear she knew a lot about sex. He reflected on that, and the things she'd. We snuggled quietly for a while with my partially softened shaft still embedded. Then some primitive instincts caused her to begin gentle hip thrusts that re-stimulated my cock. She demonstrated that she had learned from my kissing lessons and we stayed lip-locked while we were genitally locked.We awoke at early dawn with her mouth exploring my cock quite expertly. Later I learned that some clients need this to allow, or instead of, penetration. She did not stop until I spurted in her mouth and. .."He stopped talking for the simple reason that Jacques had his throat in a vice- like grip."You promised to sell it to me," Jacques didn't raise his voice but his tone of voice struck terror in the pawnbroker. Jacques released his grip and the pawnbroker coughed spluttered and eventually got back his breath."Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call for a gendarme," he blustered.Jacques pulled his butcher's knife from under his coat."It would be the last thing you would say before I cut. Thank you for being so gracious. I hope your lives are much better now. We will stop in to see you again soon, and thank you for letting us stay on your farm this winter.”Mrs. Grotowski told me to wait while she wrote what was almost a will. She said that I was to take care of the two kids if she should pass. She said that all the farm and city properties should be considered mine as long as I took care of the two grandchildren.I took the small pouch and went to my horse and put it in my saddle.