En inderdaad, een halve minuut later kreeg ze een foto van z’n stijve pik en toen had ze haar haarborstel maar weer eens gebruikt. Zouden meer meisj...s uit haar klas dat doen?“Aha, dan moet jij Eva zijn”, hoorde ze plotseling zeggen. Die man, die vage kennis van haar vader, zei wat tegen haar. “Uhm, ja dat klopt”, antwoordde ze. “Dat dacht ik al, je vader zei al dat je een heel knap meisje was, en ik kan hem alleen maar gelijk geven!”. Ze bloosde, Best wel een knappe man, beetje oud, maar wel. . was taken by the bigness of the place where hundreds of people worked. Quickly realizing that she had more in common with Uncle Josh than her father she began growing more attached to him. Not only was he outwardly kind and affectionate she felt at ease with him because of his worldliness. Aunt Beth was a big city girl from the east who said that Josh had embraced city life from the time he left Cedar Junction to go to college at Northwestern University, something she also recognized in. Thank god, he thought. He’d had enough of women flirting with him, and more than enough of women throwing themselves at his head, or feet, or wherever they threw themselves these days. “You’ve had such an interesting life,” she offered. “Just what I’ve read about you on the net and what you’ve told me over dinner would make a great book.” She looked at him with that direct look of hers, not challenging exactly, but not backing away either. Green-blue eyes, pale skin, pronounced eyebrows darker. ” James leaned over to roll down the window, outside of the car people were just going about their business like any other day.As he was leaned over, Victor pulled down his pants in one quick motion.“You do exactly as I say or I will punish you even harder… Ah, what’s this?” said Victor in an intrigued tone.James forgot that he was wearing his jockstrap that day, he was in such a hurry to leave after his spectacular shower with Seth this morning. God, that felt like ages ago. Victor looked down.