I threatened her with bodily injury and she stuck her tongue out at me. I assumed a threatening kung fu stance and she walked right through it and emb...aced me. ‘Thanks for keeping me company for dinner, it has been lonely for me in here. If you don’t mind I could cook dinner for you every Wednesday night.’ ‘Thank you but no. Every other Wednesday night would be good. Next Wednesday dinner will be at my place. You can walk to it from here you know.’ ‘Where do you live?’ ‘F-14.’ ‘You are. I asked her who trained herand her story floored me. When she got inducted intoher sorority in college, they put her in a room with afemale jock who had a big reputation as an athlete, butwas not real bright and they figured she could helpkeep the jock playing sports. She moved in the same time as the jock and as soon asthe door closed, the jock told her to take her clothesoff, to which she said no and the jock threw her on herbed and ripped her clothes right off her back and whenshe started to. As an 18 year old, the life in London in the late 80’s was awesome. There were beautiful young girls and , what we would now call MILF’s everywhere, including a number in the branch in which I worked, and over the years I had relationships with a number of them. My first was with a 28 year old. Maggie had been with the bank since she was 18, and had risen through the ranks to reach an assistant manager position. In my first weeks, she took me under the wing, helping me to learn the ropes and. ... A buzzer sounded, she sat up startled, realising she must have dozed off, the sun higher now and hotter, confused for a second she looked at her wrist-watch. The buzzer sounded again, insistent, abrasive, suddenly realising it must be the lads at the house door from the garage. She stood, and then flew through the big quiet house, in her haste her lacy housecoat flying behind her like angels-wings. The door was soon unlocked. The three stood grinning, greeting her with cheerful and.