He was a narrow man with a little moustache, and as he flashed a friendlysmile I saw his eyes go over my body briefly, lingering for the barestinstant...on my chest. Nothing offensive, just normal, healthy maleinterest. Directed at me. Urrgh."Afternoon, miss. Need anything?"I shook my head. "No, just taking a walk. Hutchison's dogs are surebarking it up. What's going on with 'em?"My voice had returned almost to normal for this body, without anyconscious action from me since the phone calls.. Raj: “What is going on? Why did you hit him? I will report this to the police”A man who wore very shabby clothes approached Raj. He was well built and Raj had seen him before. He is a truck driver. “Yes, call the police. We want to file a complaint about him. Come on. Call the police”.He said pushing Raj back. Raj and Nina didn’t have a clue on what was going on. The truck driver continued talking “Ask this kid why he came to my house and what he was doing with my daughter when no one was. She was wearing white lingerie and was laying on the sofa. Make sure you get the dust from under the sofa, she said. I did, I could bend over and show off my rear side. I always took care to present myself well, bending over my legs slightly apart so once could see my freshly shaved balls and asshole. I tried to get the hoover to the very last under the sofa. Enough she said. I was on my knees by know and looked up to her. She was in her 50s, well tanned, and rather skinny. She was wearing. I knew you’d never go for it. Forget it, get me a necktie.”Willy tried to put his arms around her but Sharon was having none of it. She hopped out of bed and started getting dressed.“Please, Sharon…”“Don’t you 'Please Sharon' me,” she said, as she pulled on her jeans. “Men, ugh. I can’t believe you want to fuck my sister!” She put her shirt on and carried her shoes in her hand and walked out.Willy noticed she had left her thong. He held it to his nose and took a whiff.“Aw, fuck,” he said to.