I did not wait for a reply.It was a nice thirty minute walk to their house. They lived next door to each other with a common yard that they made commo... by taking the fence down. That thirty minutes is not more and a couple of miles, if that. I could have driven but I was still wired from the trip and walking would help.Once there I was with my daughters and granddaughters and yes, their husbands too. Hell, I'm a father. The thought of my daughters having sex with a man, even a husband, pisses. After having a look at the dog i watched wendy as she went round her house quickly cleaning things up and bending over to look in the kitchen cupboard when i almost shot my load.it was then that i realised the babysitter was still there and wendy was taking her son to the cinema to see lord of the rings and said she would drop me home on the way, whilst in the car we got talking about this and that and onto relationships (she asked if i was seeing anyone, to which i lied and said no) and wendy. ’ ‘Okay, thanks for stopping by and telling me. Will you come to the club tonight and watch me? I will do my new act for the first time and since I practised it in front of you I would be more comfortable if you were there.’ She worked as a pole-dancer/stripper at the only nightclub in the small town, the only job available with the economy in ruins. With only a high school education it didn’t matter how smart she was, no-one was hiring a girl without a degree from a university and she couldn’t. ”I had a shower, did some work and went to bed, thinking I would take a short nap before dinner. But when I woke up, I was shocked to see that it was nine in the morning on Sunday. I got out of bed, got ready for the day and called Jerry. He was at the gym in the midst of a workout and couldn’t talk.I tried to work in my study but couldn’t concentrate. I paced around the apartment, then went down and got a cappuccino. When I came back up, my phone rang. I thought it was Jerry, but it was a.