She balanced on her platforms as the door slammed behind her. Her head turned and eyes peered through the dangle of ringlets as he stripped off his u...done shirt. Her brows lifted and she thought, damn he looked fucking amazing for near sixty, well maintained. His eyes made a quick scan of her room then stopped directly on her. He inquired, ‘Where’s your stash?’ Oh, he knew fetishists well, they always kept a stash of their kinks hidden somewhere in their rooms. She lifted her hands and. I remembered Melissa as a gawky,skinny k** with short hair and braces in her teeth so imagine my surprise when I saw a beautifully formed teenager with long blond hair and freckles walk up to me in the arrivals lounge and kissing me said ‘Aunt Kate, I hardly recognised you’ ‘Melissa your so grown up, I can’t believe it’ We were both a little awkward with each other to start with but on the drive home Melissa opened up and it appeared that the relationship with her mothered had soured a little. My squad and I would demonstrate the various defensive moves and stances and then have the girls practice them. One thing I had to do was to simulate an attack on a girl. This involved contact with some intimate parts of their bodies. A few of the girls would not fight back like I wanted them to. I suspected they felt safe from harm by me and even enjoyed the stimulation. That was a hurdle I had to overcome. In the process I had to scare them into reacting the way necessary to fend off someone. " So they'll call my house if they need a screw", he asked, seemingly concerned by this."Yeah, but don't worry, they never say why they're really calling on the phone, only that they have work for you."We talked for a while longer, mostly him asking questions and me sharing some of my exploits from the past few weeks. At one point a couple of older women came walking by, one was a pretty redhead who looked to be in her late forties and wearing a bikini that showed of her still firm body. The.