”“Oh.” I said heavily. “Doing what?”He ignored me. “You wouldn’t want to do it too often, maybe twice a year or so, and probably for no ...ore than a few years. Three, four at the most. We simply wouldn’t be able to use you more than that. But think what you could do with five grand. As for when, as soon as you say yes.”With that amount of money to hand we could pay off over half the balance of the existing mortgage, certainly enough to make the monthly repayments not enough to worry us. Or we. I rummage through the contents of the handbag and find one card tucked away.‘Discreet Incorporated.’ That’s a pretty generic name – no personal information. There’s an address on it, though. This may be worth checking out. I was about to leave. My eyes caught the attention of the porn book that I read last time.I shouldn’t read this filth, but maybe it magically changed back to an innocent book on management. I opened the book. Nope. It didn’t. I started reading it randomly.“…I seat myself upon. I just wanna have fun on this trip, that's all." I asked desperately."You're fine. And to prove my loyalty to you..." she snatched the joint and to a long hit, then held and blew the smoke in the air. "You should take a hit from my bowl on the trip. I've got some GDP that will leave you reaching for the stars."This was amazing! The sexiest girl in school smoked weed, and good weed at that."I never thought you'd smoke. You were too much of a goody-goody the past 4 years." No, you thoughtI was a. " Mark answered."Why is it your favorite?" Because...because you can see everything, their tits, and their...their cunt."I nearly spat my coffee over the table after hearing that last word coming out of my once innocent little boy's mouth."It's called a woman's vagina, or her pussy, Mark. if you have to call it a name. Cunt is a very dirty word Mark, and most women don't like to hear it unless..." Unless what?" Mark was beginning to enjoy this conversation."Never mind. So you like the magazine.