.you're probably keen on things such as this. I am sure you'll understand. Things aren't the way I truly want them to be, if you get what I mean. Actu...lly I think you'd be the perfect person to fix those problems. Don't you think?"Steve was a keen conversationalist and understood what Barbara was implying. She wanted sex, and she wanted it now. "I would be very happy to help you. Do you have any idea when, where?"Barbara couldn't take it anymore: "Listen Stevie, lets go outside. My car is a. Paul unlocked the door, leaving it wide open as he went into the dark interior. Instead of switching on the lights, he went through the room into another, and she saw a subdued gleam as he turned on a light somewhere beyond. She heard him rattling hangers, then there were sounds of drawers being opened and closed.After a few minutes, just as she was growing uneasy and peering intently at the dark shrub-shapes around her, she heard Paul coming back. He was muttering stifled curses as he. The little man looked her up and down then spoke in a gentlerway, "Sowhat guarantee do I have that there will be money in it for me?" She looked at him, "I give you my word." He scoffed, "If you can't keep what you signed for thanyou can't keep what you speak for, no I want a sign and something today." She quickly said, "What, what just say?" He got out a note pad and wrote, I Trudy Wainright agree to payGerald Sinclair 10% of the total price of the arrears accumulated againstmy Orion loan. "Yeah, I know. But it would be nice right now." She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. "Maybe I'd better go make sure the girls are OK." and she got up and went to the bathroom too.I looked back at the story. The little bastard had fucked the THIRD girl too! AND she suddenly wanted to be knocked up by him, just like all the others. What a crock! I went to the bottom of the story, where you can write to the author. I didn't want to use my work email address, but I had one at Hotmail so I.