”That was exactly what I thought.“I didn’t think that,” I lied. “Anyway, I thought you didn’t have a job.” I had accidentally slipped in...o probation officer mode with the last question.He briefly met my eyes and then looked down at his hands again. His fingers were pressed together, like someone trying to make a difficult decision or solve a puzzle. Suddenly the penny dropped. It obviously wasn’t the kind of work a probation officer should know about. He didn’t seem keen on elaborating.“You. My, My Nancy said at least somebody is happy to see me but I am sure you compare very well to that young man. Her hand was on my crotch rubbing my dick before I could blink and she had her tongue in my mouth before I could say a word. I could feel her nipples pressing against my chest and my cock growing hard in her hand. She led us up a ladder into a loft stacked with hay for the horses. The far end was an open door and I realised that it overlooked the boathouse just before . ’ Jake pondered her words as he walked into the living room. Something didn’t feel right about what she was saying, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Maybe there was nothing wrong, maybe he was just being overly suspicious. Maybe he was reading things into her words and voice that weren’t there. Chelsea came out and sat on the couch, waiting for him to say something. ‘You said we had different priorities,’ Jake said, looking out the window. ‘Are they suddenly aligned?’ ‘I was kind of hoping. " I told them about the house they had found and how my agent had raised the cost on them because it was just what I was looking for."For some reason they thought that was funny. "Yes funny, a $100,000 hoot."About that time Corey, Elizabeth and Jeri walked up. Elizabeth and Jeri were both dressed for dancing. I made the indirections and we started the chitchat, of who we were what the girls did.Corey told them, "I manage a couple of online businesses, but mostly I am retired. I haven't danced.