And so I am here 'cos I stopped with Vicky."Charlotte pursed her lips together and then smiled. "Well I am workin' for a travel agent now. Met the man...ger in a night club, very fond of me and got me a job."Oliver raised his eyebrows and sniffed. "In exchange for certain services?" He said with a grin and Charlotte giggled."So what's it like in here?"Oliver shrugged. "It's not so bad. It's not prison so it's not hardcore. It's shit but it's OK, I s'pose. It could be worse. I mean, it hurt so. I gave him a beer and we continued talking and then the food was ready. He loved it and ate it all. I put on the the coffee and bid him to sit in the living room. He sat down in a chair and looked very satisfied with his legs stretched out and was rubbing his roundish belly. I gave him a cup and he immediately gave me credits for my cooking. He continued to talk about this and that and I went out to get some more coffee and when I came back he had his hands in his crotch, rubbing it. I thought. "How serious you are about this dating thing," Rachel explained."I'm very serious, Rachel. All I want is a chance," he stated softly."We'll see." How about ten o'clock, Saturday morning at Bianchi's. I can come and pick you up?" No. We'll meet there. I'm dropping your truck off at your office. You can have your brother or who ever bring you there. You can bring Rambo with you on Saturday. I won't need him again until then. He eats any thing you put in front of him, so be careful what you place. I had risked a peak around the corner and luckily he was facing away from me, pounding off furiously to images on his phone and I could see what it was. Creepshots. My nephew Lucas took pictures of girls with his phone when they weren't looking. Girls at his school, his female cousins, his teachers. His aunts. I watched as he beat off, scrolling through bikini pics of me. Some of the pictures he stole from Facebook but some of them he took himself by the pool. One picture, where I'm adjusting.