The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car...That night, he hears the same strange mesmerizing sound that he had heard years earlier.T...e next morning, he asks what the sound was, but the monks reply,"We can't tell you because you're not a monk."The man says, "All right, all right. I'm dying to know.If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?"The monks reply,"You must travel the Earth and tell us how many blades of grass there. . do I have to vacate the premises?" How did you know I'm a lawyer?" he asked."Briefcase," she said with a pointed finger."Ah ... allow me confer with my colleagues," he said."Uh uh." No?" No. You're holding my dollar." And he was ... the sneak had a dollar in her hand ... the hand he was holding."Umh." Daddy!" Daddy had just shown up with the tobacco. He looked up."Yes?" He's holding my dollar." Retained him, did you?"Grace beamed. Mr. Briefcase frowned."Legally, you do not have to vacate.". Stop dicking me around. As if I don’t jerk off every morning at the office thinking of you wearing those knee-high socks and skirt to school every day!”“Oh that’s gross! You’re k**ding right?! What’s wrong with you?! Are you on meds??”“Wrong with me? What’s wrong is that I haven’t already stuffed your mouth with my cock, slut. I whack thinking of you most nights and have shot my load into your dirty panties. Ever heard of comfort women slut?”“Daddy, you’re scaring me…”“Comfort women were. Your skin is soft to the touch. It is difficult to stop admiring your beautiful dick. I love the shape of your head and your long slender shaft. I am dying to feel my lips wrapped around you. I need to hurry up and finish." You are one horny boy." It is your fault for looking so beautiful. Your sisters must have rubbed off on you." My sisters took care of me and taught me a few things. We had fun around the house the last couple of years before I left." So, how sexually active were you in.