Instead of shorts, he was wearing a pair of baggy exercise pants. The pants almost looked like harem pants, gathered in the front, tied at the waist, ...nd held around his ankles with elastic. On his feet, he had a pair of white socks and running shoes. Janice had to admit that he did look very good: tan, young and fit like a beach boy or lifeguard."Okay, Mrs. Harwick, you can take the robe off, then get on the table and cover up with this sheet. I have to get some supplies from the car." Where's. I was in my element, again. I loved every second. Since I was a very fit, athletic 45-year-old, I had no trouble meeting and dating younger women. This made me feel more alive than I had been used to after years in a boring marriage. My experience and contacts in the business world made it easy for me to land a decent managerial position in a promising young startup company. The owner was an associate of an old friend of mine and I was told nothing but good could come of me taking this job.. . this whip cream is sooooo good daddy, would you like some" I asked him while cocking my head to the side and pulling my shoulders back to look as innocent, yet confident, as I could. "Ye-yeah sure, thanks honey" he replied. Feeling bold I walked up and took his wrist, holding his finger up to my face I sprayed a glob onto his finger... but then swallowed it... and sucked as I slowly pulled back my mouth while staring at him, "Hehe oopsie" I giggled with a goofy smile. "Sophie..." he tried to. They agreed, instead, to do a bit of 'snooping' locally, just in case the opposition were about. Half an hour later I loaded Magic and Trotsky into the Volvo and we set off, surrounded by the pungent aroma of wet dog.The Cromer police were icily polite and made no secret of their annoyance. Like most policemen, they trod warily around a lawyer, punctiliously correct but no more. We breathed a sigh of relief when they eventually let us go after Angela had given a statement. I doubted very much.