"I don't understand." Oh, I mean I understand," Tyler explained. I'm going to have to watch my words and phrases, Tyler thought. The language is still...English but the way we talk has changed in the last 100 years.Dooley smiled. "You talk different Mr. Gibson. Where you from?" I just arrived from back East. Tennessee to be exact." You plan on staying a while?" Thought I would. I've never been here before and I'd like to look around the country." Technically it's true, Tyler thought. I didn't. It was truly disgusting...particularly when she'd ordered Noble to dress in a wig and full makeup and heels for these events...but then she'd usually allowed him to "rub one out" before being re-locked in the belt, and it was an experience, beating off while the twentysomething stud laughed and pointed his finger.It just seemed so unfair to keep him locked! He didn't have to give her alimony, he'd chosen to, since she already owned his house and half his business, and was fucking young men left. The receptionist was also good looking (but not as good as Neha). She gave me the details and I was waiting for my turn. There were 40 people for the same job. One guy started to flirt. I kinda liked it but did not show it to him. We were told that there would be a written test. This guy, who was flirting, helped me in this written test and I got selected to next round. We were only five. We were two girls and three guys. Everyone finished their interview and finally it was my chance. I went. I was just about to leave my observation post one fine day in the earlyAutumn, when I noticed a girl coming close by. She must have sneaked outof the school grounds to meet someone and was now in a hurry to get backto classes before she was missed. I stayed still as I didn't want myhideout to be discovered. Besides, she was obviously a senior girl anddefinitely in the watchable category. She was apparently coming roundthis way to avoid crossing the stream by the bridge, as this meant goingtoo.