I merely smiled up at him and answered, “No,” then silently laughed at the look on his face. “It is my grand daughter,” I added, after waitin...g until he had turned a sufficient color of red. He looked at me to see if I was being serious and then, seeing no indication one way or the other, he just bowed and left us alone.Kristy looked at me with a puzzled look on her face and then asked, “What was that all about?”“He was just seeing if I was a dirty old man,” I said. “I told him I was,” and. There was the disgusting business with the loan shark yesterday and her son-in-law must have guessed what was going on but Thank God he was the other side of a locked door. At least HE hadn’t seen her naked, hadn’t seen her………(I watched a shudder pass over her face as she remembered how a cock had been thrust into her mouth) The memories of yesterday were a little hazy and she couldn’t remember how she came wake up on the sofa but……“I’m very grateful, Christopher…..I……”“We’ll see how grateful. ” As usual, I was a few minutes behind Friday afternoon, when I pulled up to the house. The clock said 3:35. Carol was waiting for me. She comes into my house with two sacks of groceries. “I know you probably don’t have much in your kitchen. I thought we would have her prepare you dinner as part of the interview process. She was known on her high school soccer team as a bit of a cook. I talked to her coach who spoke highly of her by the way. Just so you know I plan to be around for the first. ”“She was teasing us about our incredibly difficult two-inch putts. But in answer to your question, we’ve never been in a bunker in a round, so I don’t really know. But it’s pretty easy when we practice,” Mary replied.“You mean you keep hitting until you hole one out from the bunker?”“Oh, no!” Mary corrected. “We practice until we’re holing out more than half our shots.”Mike just rolled his eyes. Then he said softly, “Mary Whitfield, would you mind if I kissed you?”“Of course not,” she replied.