I had finished my 12th and had come abroad on vacations.It was hell boring and I was a person involved in martial arts,so I had started taking Muay Th...i(Thai Kickboxing) and MMA(Mixed martial arts) and I was involved in underground fights,I had turned into a fighter with six pack etc..However I was having a hard time paying my coach.In one of my underground fights an Arab babe who was wearing burqa had seen me being scolded by my coach for not paying and offered me help on a condition that I. Dad and Helen were asking Becca all kinds of questions about her past and if she knew what she was getting into when she took the job with us as housekeeper and babysitter. That’s when it dawned on me that I hadn’t heard little Liam all day and asked why. Turns out that they had left him with an old babysitter for the weekend. After about half an hour of relaxing, drinking and talked, the three ladies excused themselves and said they would be back in a few minutes. Dad and I looked at each. This all began when I was 16, with a chance encounter at the small playground on our village green. The incident I am about to describe is completely factual, and formed the basis of my fantasy, which I will go on to describe later. ( For those of you who have read my series of stories describing my real life sexual experiences, this incident occurred in the period after “The Dishwasher”, but before “From Girl to Woman”. So, in other words, after my first experiences of masturbating in. OK there is still hope, she will call me tonight to tell me that she forgot the phone, and then I'll tell her, no dice.I spent the whole evening sitting by my cell phone, her cell phone, and the land line just to make sure I didn't miss the call. No call.Next day, no call. I try calling her, but there is no listing for her in Bumfuck Kentucky, and in any case the phone would probably be in her step-father's name, and of course, I have no idea what it is.By Friday, I am desperate. I have checked.