Mr Parker threw her a towel and she wiped herself then threw it to me to do the same. "So John, was she worth the money?" "Oh yes Dave, she's a proper...little slut. But maybe next time I'll try the boy. Called me Sir an' all." Another knock came at 7 pm Janice opened the door and an older bearded guy entered "Bitch or boy?" she asked him. "Boy" he grunted. Wow my turn at last. I took him by the arm and lead him into the office. Mr Parker smiled "evening Roger" you won't be disappointed." Roger. Guys never say a girls friend is sexier hotter better then a girl your trying to fuck when said girl is trying to leverage the other chick back to the texther- that's why you never called because you like big asses and mine is just niceme- Can I get thather- fuck no I'm not that easyme- why you playing with meher-that's the problem your not serious Playaher- my girl wants you though she's easier then me and has a phatter ass, can I give her your number?me- are you seriousher- yeah babeme- would. I made my way to my room, the salad half gone in big mouthfuls. I wondered to myself what this girl planned on doing with me, what were we going to do? Were we going anywhere? Did she want to come to my shared apartment? Just what was going to happen? I shrugged my questions out of my mind, taking the last bite of salad, delighted to know there indeed had been bacon bits. Sometimes you have to take pleasure in the very small things. I decided to dress casual in dark jeans, fitted black t-shirt. If you don’t tell me, I’ll have to let what I already know become public,” I told the priest.Bottomore opened his eyes, glaring at me. “You’ll give me your word that my information will remain privy to you?”“As long as you weren’t responsible for Bucks’ death, I can make that happen.”“Very well,” Bottomore said with another deep sigh. “A little more than three years ago, Mr. Bucks approached me after Sunday mass. He invited me to his home for lunch, saying he had some things to discuss that.