"Youth said he knows somewhere in Hampstead that looks like it's got potential. It's an old mansion where no one's lived for fucking years. There's a ...oad of security guards in the area so we're gonna have to be careful. They tend to shoot first and ask questions later."It was only a few days after Eugenie had settled in Bakers Field with Ned that the decision to move on was made. It had been difficult for Eugenie to get properly accepted by her new friends in that short time. None of the. I really believed I'd say it too.That resolve even managed to stay with me when Mrs. Remington walked backinto the living room. Her hair was down and loose over her shoulders andshe was dressed in a beige silk nightgown that went to just below herknee with intricate black lace around the bust. It didn't cling tightlyto her body but stuck close enough to show off her figure and caused myjaw to hang open. I was like a deer stuck in the headlights of anoncoming truck, totally transfixed.She arched. She had just turned 19 years old. She was probably 5 foot 5 inches with short bouncy brown hair. Nice firm ass with small pear shaped breasts. She would make anyone at the office turn to pudding.Anyway we worked closely for two months before tax season came around, I told her that she was doing fine and things were about to get steadily busy. It would require a lot of time and effort on her part. Kris agreed and she stayed to help out through tax time.At night we wore what we wanted to, so one. There was certainly a lot of wild stuff going on there..."Sarah patted his knee, saying gaily, "Well, since Jan married you we're all alone now, Steve, and we've had to find some new amusements. I'd venture to say our whole way of life has changed since you last saw us at the wedding."I'll bet it has, Steve thought, wondering. But he didn't say much more; his mind kept drifting back to the amazing vision of the young girl on stage having her back hole reamed by that passionate German shepherd,.