Then, as an afterthought, asked her to see if she could come up with some estimates for the likely market for wind turbines across the EU in the fores...eeable future – I felt sure that some consultancy somewhere must have published some sort of report on the issue and being able to point to additional income streams might be useful – and even to work with Niusha on whether her socially useful concept might actually be used to generate an income.And so the morning passed.I nipped out to see Dave. Not wanting to appear rude at this point I replied “Sure, I was just going to go relax & have a couple of beers out there”. Not thinking at all about what I had said, the boy quickly responded “Beer!?!”, “…SWEET!”, “Can have one too?”. “How old are you, 12?” I asked. “15” he answered sharply and followed it with “Pleeeeeaaaaaaase??” I really didn’t care and he was friendly enough, so I let him. As we sat on the balcony sipping my beers, he told me all about the boy who had lived here before me. "I couldn't resist my urge to place a hand on her full, round thigh as I asked, "So? What's wrong with that?" It's his bitch wife. She swings both ways and she insisted that they should both get free access to Barbie ... if Barbie agreed. And when that came up, Bill added that he had a right to her virginity since I took his. Sounds pretty sick doesn't it?" Uh ... it's a bit strange all right." But you don't know much about me ... I didn't grow up in a normal family. My mother was a hooker .... Asshole's hurt me. Mom hates me. My life was shit. Until you."Clang. Clang. Clang. Multiple alarms are going off again. I'm washed with alternating waves of fear and relief. 'You've fucked this royal Dave. You are just another asshole.' I tell myself.Mr. Johnson says, 'She likes girls. Three way!' Yeah I'm a fuckin' horny asshole. My inner Feminist angels are clubbing Mr. Johnson, screaming... 'Molly is so vulnerable, don't you dare hurt her. Find her a job. Get her out of here.'On the other.