I arrived there early evening. I got to her house and she had already put on some food for me. We ate and afterwards I asked if she wanted to go for ... drink. So off we went to a pub in the next village, after a couple of drinks the topic turned to what had happened in Rome where I had fucked her in her hotel room. I told her that I had enjoyed it and if nothing happened again I would still be a happy man, at that she replied, “who says it won’t happen again”. And placed her hand on my thigh,. ." Having heard pretty the same sentiments more times than he could recall, voiced by a whole parcel of young women who he had shared a bed with, Joe Grant, knowing that it was in his best interest to do so, went with the more cosmopolitan version of aw'sucks ma'am, t'weren't nothing routine. Though he was well aware of the fact that the spunky brunette's compliments were well founded and therefore, justly deserved, Joe wasn't stupid. He knew that if he wished a return engagement with the. It was almost a shame to see this one go, she?d proved to be a quick learner and an accomplished practitioner of the arts that would be such an asset in her new life. There were several of his staff, Freddie knew, that would have liked to keep her around. But, like most of the girls these days, she had been a commissioned collection, a particular girl for a particular customer. You didn?t get the chance to be sentimental about the stock. Things have moved on, Freddie thought. The business. But don’t let that stop you. I will make it clear to him that you are in charge.” Paula paused for a moment, then said, “Okay.”Paula’s father dropped her off at John’s house at 7:00 in the evening. John came out to greet her. Her father asked, “What time should I pick her up?” John, with a puzzled look on his face, said, “I’m not quite sure. How about I bring her home when I get in?” Her father said, “That’ll be fine, tomorrow is Saturday and there’s no school. Paula’s a good girl and I trust.