”The man was clearly shocked into silence and looked berated. Jay put her hands on her hips and waited for an answer. He looked at me then back at J...y and tried to find something to say but nothing came out of his mouth. He was still in shock at being told off. I think he expected some bloke to come and shout at him when Jay banged on his door. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled looking at Jay stood before him, sexily dressed with her pert nipples poking out and her short dress showing her long legs to. As I’ve said previously, Simone had been on my mind since Amanda and I began our Hawaiian vacation several weeks ago. After returning from the trip, we had a few days to relax. It’s probably counterintuitive, but I’ve always felt that it’s worth taking a slightly shorter vacation to have a few days of buffer between the end of a vacation and the return to the workaday world. We did that at the end of this trip, too. The family took it easy. It was fun to see and play with the kids again. It was. He had arranged with the idiot at the orphanage to "tutor" her, so long as all record of her existence disappeared off their books. If she died, there would be no investigation. He knew that. He had paid good money for that little "feature."He smiled. "Feature." The convenience of sloughing off one of these simple creatures was something he would easily pay for, just to be done with it. Especially in these later years, now that he had found a route to power that once he had only dreamed of. For. “Do guys like girls to talk dirty when they’re having sex? It seems really fake to me.”Somewhat shocked, I asked, “Where, exactly, did you hear about that, young lady?”“Dad, stop being stupid. Porn’s all over the Internet.”“But, why would you be watching it?” I asked, not very pleased.“I had questions. So, do guys like it?”“I imagine some do.”“Do you?”Dropping a knob of butter into the frying pan, it sizzled. I sliced a ripe lemon and dropped the slices into the butter while considering how to.