A few moments later Greta approached my table; it was dim in the Kettle, –so maybe Clarky wasn't such a moron after all–and she didn't recognise m... until after she had set down the tray and sat down herself. When she saw who it was fear flamed in her face."Don't worry, Greta," I said soothingly, "I'm here for pleasure, not business."The relief that swept over her face made her look years younger, and I realised that she was quite an attractive woman; she must have been really something in her. Guess he got me right where they wanted. Again I tried to explain to Jon, they are way to young for me and way to young for sex. I said I couldn't date boys that wasn't even old enough to drive a car. But, it was like talking to a doorknob :( Or two doorknobs ... Nobs! Big horny bullying knobs :o--Earlier that morning I'd been waxing up. I decided to go all gothic metalbabe on them, cause they seemed to be very boring, into trashy music, pumping iron while watching wrestling and violent. The shoot was supposed to be camping/hunting gear. Range Sports was big on families and outdoor activities. It made sense a family would make good ad copy.When we were done, I couldn't help smile when I saw Kyle and Greg in matching camo gear. Dad, Uncle John, and I, all had different patterns. I came out of the trailer to find all our women had joined us. They had been made up in the house."Notice anything," Bev teased me.It took me a minute, but then I saw each family group was in matching. "Veronica did as she was told, hoping that the mysterious woman next door would not be forced to reveal her whereabouts. She would put nothing past that crazed and vicious pair and felt herself to be anything but out of the wood, just yet.The still shaky Veronica sat herself on the sofa and the old man settled himself into a comfortable armchair, smiling at her perspiring and travel stained body, with its grazed and weeping knee.Five minutes later, the woman and a couple of men came in."I think.