. "Not my little princess". When I would pout and be upset by this he would smile, take me in his arms, place me on his lap and softly explain that I ...as special and I wasn't ready to deal with the young idiots that were growing up today. He would brush my long blonde hair and tell me how special I was and that one day soon I would be ready to meet the right person. Someone that would see me for the lovely princess I had become and nurture, love, protect and adore me. My sixteenth birthday. He didn't cae where he was going he just wanted to get away from here. He pushes past the last brush and walks out on the land that is cracked and broken at some points and flourished with grass at others. He walks forward toward the tree that lies int eh midst of the envioment. The tree fills him with peace and the fire within dies and he grows more relaxed. He sits down under the tree feeling somewhat protected from the allments of the land. He sighs and closes his eyes and falls asleep. "Thank you Andrew that was amazing, and we have still got the rest of the night to go".Now it was time to relax and talk, she asked where he was from as did he her, both it seems from the Brighton area. She asked what he did, they explored his career path for a while then she mentioned that some years ago she worked in a Brighton gym as a personal trainer, sometimes she went to people's houses and whilst there had some amazing experiences. Some of these persuaded her that escorting might be. She missed everything about him from the dorky conversations to the way their bodies fit perfectly together. Waiting in line at the store was not the ideal place to let her thoughts wander but she couldn't help it, he was on her mind as usual. She thought about his warm body against hers, kissing her neck... She was shaken from her daydream by the cashier calling her over.... and just like that her thoughts returned to the mundane tasks of everyday chores.Once Jessica got to his place she was.