”“Maybe you should keep her away from your father,” she said dryly.“At his age, he’s not gonna be able to keep up with her,” I told her. �...�She’d take him jogging and he’d come back in a taxi or he’d end up in the hospital.”She made a sound of agreement and I could hear her checking on something in the kitchen. “He’d still follow her down the driveway.”“Maybe, but he’d never catch her,” I laughed. “Anyway, I think we should probably start our day,” I told her, putting on coffee while we talked.. “Whoa, girl. What the fuck was that all about? Something going on that I need to know about?”“God John. Are you a totally dense fuck? Every week you come in here wanting information on some pretty young chic that you usually end up banging. I could only wish my sex life was that exciting. Do you know how much trouble I would be in if one of those girls found out that I had supplied you with intimate details about them for you to use to your advantage? I can’t afford to lose this job with. "It was the rich girls that they were particularly after. That's why they chose me, not for my looks, but because of my money. I saw by the way they looked at my clothes that they intended to make an example, and the things they threatened ... Awful. I was hiding in the cellar when they stormed the house. They dragged me out and goaded me along the road with picks and forks. I was with various maids, cooks and peasants from the village but they were singling me out, and then, at the edge of. I was at home one Sunday afternoon, when I heard a lot of noise outside, so I went upstairs to look out of the window and saw two young little girls messing around in the rear car park of some flats which are nearby. I had not seen them before, but they were being very naughty, throwing rubbish about and so on. Although they were young, they were quite cute in a sort of rough naughty way, so I whipped my cock out and started having a wank while watching them. Some bloke appeared over the fence.