Walters maybe? I couldn’t remember. Em Shoreditch. Didn’t know whether that was Emma or Emily. Or even something else. I started thinking slightly...further afield than my own year, year thirteen. That blonde girl in the lower sixth, year twelve. And her two friends. That brunette from, I think, the fifth form, year eleven. Now she was pretty. Shame I didn’t know her name. I wasn’t really aware of any of the younger pupils. There probably would be some in year ten, and in theory there might be a. “Let’s say you wanted to start a travel agency, but you don’t have enough money to do it. Maybe I give you the money, but I take a piece of the company for the Buckman Group. Then, if you ever sell the agency, we get our piece of the pie. Hopefully it’s worth more than what we put in originally.”She nodded thoughtfully. “You think I should start a travel agency?”I shook my head. “That was just an example. We’d probably never invest in something that small. Besides, I wouldn’t actually suggest. It’s the best way to live. I’ve only been able to have such a philosophy of life since I started finding women on the Internet for sex. I used to have girlfriends out of necessity, before the Internet not having a girlfriend meant no sex. Now things are just too easy. The other day for instance I set up a date with an average looking housewife. She wasn’t in perfect shape but she had a good figure and she was horny as hell. Honestly, I’ve been going after married women a lot lately because a. BTW come june I will be proud papa for 2 babies :)But I thought let me wait for something with difference to tell not in fucking but in a theme or story. It came last week out of the blue as a call from an old friend and colleague who worked with me for 5 yrs before I quit the last co.She was in my group and we had travelled together and slept together till her marriage which lasted 3 years and ended in divorce and we restarted relations. She had divorced when she was pregnant and she had.