Steve nodded, slightly bemused. “Good. Can you give me a ride home?” Lynn ’s eyes brightened, almost pleading him. “That way I can stay for a...while. If you’d like that?” “I can… sure… of course… on one condition.” he heard himself say. “What condition?” Lynn ’s interest rose. “That you’re naked on the ride home.” They were so out of character for him, it was almost like someone else said the words. Lynn looked a little taken aback, but then her features softened. The three seconds she took. The simplicity of his existence, combined with his love of gardening, suited him perfectly.He only used public transport and the bicycle was his doctor’s idea because exercise was very good for him.Darius did not wish to pry and didn’t question him about his illness. He did, however, ask if he had been married before, to which Dec replied, “Yes… a long time ago.” Darius left it at that.Dec then suddenly surprised Darius by asking, “Do you need a gardener?” Before Darius could even reply, Dec. She now only had her panties on."Don't, please, stop..." She was pleading.She watched in horror as he stood and unbuckled his belt. At first Marcy thought that he was going to take his belt off from his pants to beat her and her fears worsened. Instead, he dropped his pants.Her eyes opened wide from fright. Unable to help herself her eyes riveted on her father's immense 9-inch hardness. Now he was naked, from head to toe. He bent again."Oh please daddy no... don't..."Marcy was muttering and. So she took leave of absence in order (she told everyone) to seek employment in a field in which her academic qualifications would be irrelevant. Having thus created the impression that she was going to work in a chip shop in Gateshead, or something equally mundane, she left for the life of a high-class London whore.Although she clearly relishes her new life, and has unbent to the extent of actually being quite good company, she has not left academic ways altogether behind. She remains.