“Hi.”She looks up."Hi," she says hesitantly.“You’ve moved.”“They didn’t give me a choice,” she says. “And luckily this came up.” S...e talks like everybody around here, with a southern English whine. We stumble down this path of stage one and I leap a few stages.“Doing anything tonight?”“Why?”“Fancy a drink?”“Where?”“The cocktail bar at the Hilton Hotel, Park Lane.”“Okay.” I can’t tell if she understands this little flippancy or thinks I’m serious.“Where shall I meet you?” I ask.“Outside here. I. I started to trained her and within few days we were friends and open with each other. One day she came with a blue scar on her neck. I asked her about that she tried to avoid replying but when I insist she said, “this is sign of love” you will not understand. I replied ohh ho its mean last night you didn’t slept also. She hesitantly replied yes. I pass some more comments and said show me more sign of love and so on. In this way we started to discuss about our personal life also. In next few. But ... this is a bad time of the year for a construction company to be hiring extra people. Construction doesn't do well in the winter around here, but we'll see what happens. Let's hear the details before we start to worry."DENISE'S HOMEEven though it was barely past dawn and a Saturday, Jeremy stepped into the hallway after completing his morning ritual in the bathroom. Smelling coffee, he assumed that the women were already up.As he walked into the kitchen, Connie was setting the table. "I. Her lips were shinning where she had been rubbing her finger along her folds. What’s your name slut I said? I thought this is either going to get me a slap or will give me the green light to get dirty!My name’s Polly, well Polly I said, I think I will just call you slut! I think you are going to be my new fuck toy. Polly just looked at me and nodded slowly. Polly…..Er, I mean slut, get your tits out of the top of your dress and stand there in the road and finger your tasty cunt. This was.