Started out when I was just a little boy. My father was the caretaker of several second home properties on a small pond in a secluded area in northern...New Hampshire where we lived. He had keys and access to different camps and cabins so that he could help the absentee property owners keep their properties safe and well kept. Being a k** I tagged along often and got to see the insides of the camps. There was one camp in particular owned by 2 men, avid outdoorsmen, one with a family and one. " Hi. What's up?" I'd like to meet. Can we have lunch? Today?"Glancing at my schedule I made some quick calculations. If I rescheduled a couple of creative meetings... "Sure. Absolutely. Where? When?"We met at Richard's, a small French bistro. Claire was waiting for me when I arrived. Seeing her reminded me of Keira, of what Keira was going to become when she fully matured and it was a very pleasant sight indeed."Hi. Been waiting long?" I asked, noticing a glass of half consumed white wine in. .. not at the moment ... but in general ... yeah.”“Easy, husband,” Yan replied. “Keep faking it til you make it, just like you’ve been doing out in public. To help, we can all give you advice beforehand, but you make the call.”“Yeah ... uh ... okay...”“Yin has a mouth like a thousand-dollar-an-hour call girl,” Donna said. “Won’t be long now...”“What would you know about high-priced escorts?” Lizzy asked.“A present from my brothers when I passed my sex-ed exams,” Donna replied. “Although I. I walked over to the bar and got a beer and started to scan the crowd looking for Alexis, the woman of all my mastubation fantasies for the last few months. Just then Jen came running up to me all decked out in a nurses uniform, said she was going out for a smoke did I want to join her? As I hadn’t seen Alexis anywhere i said sure and headed out onto the patio. I was just lighting my cigarette when I saw her with her back to me, whatever woman rented that catwoman outfit was here and she was.