I passed that to Giles, he told me to hang up, and he would get help to us, and call right back.I picked up Kyle's gun from the snow and looked around...our car, two of the attackers were down, but a third man holding a pistol was getting out of the back of his car. I fired at him twice and the slide of my gun locked back indicating it was out of cartridges. Fortunately, whoever the dapper man was, he didn't like to be shot at, he hastily got back in the car, and it pulled away. I ran up and. " "Come over here, tell me about it." "I...well...'we' did it," she began. "I almost didn't knock on his door but then I figured, what the hell." "Take your clothes off, get naked," I told her. "Now?" "Yes, get naked, then I want to hear all about it." Cheryl grinned a little as she stood in front of me and began to disrobe. Not a shy grin but more like excitement and a sense of inner-satisfaction with herself. Undressing didn't take long - her bra and panties were both missing. "Are you okay?". “That’s not true. He asked. I didn’t say I would.” Her voice rose indignantly. “I was only being polite.”Her father laughed. It sounded painfully nice, maybe because it only happened so occasionally.“You should. He’s a nice boy. Good family. Nice manners, too.”He turned and looked at her. She looked at him. Junior. Sugar on the outside but rotting on the inside. He knew how to play people. But she saw past the games. She knew the way wages had remained stagnant since he’d taken over from his. I was in a flummox and went red. ‘There, you are embarrassed, I knew it. Tell you what, if I lay down and close my eyes, you can remove what clothing you need to work on me. How’s that’. We agreed. So, I sat her down adjusted it in a semi reclining position and took off her cardigan, then trousers and, what a lovely surprise, her stockings. I then fully reclined the chair and told her to open her eyes. Judy looked down and remarked that her legs were not the best. But instead of looking at.