Shit, even in college, they kept teasing with their wiles and I fucking hated it. I hated it. I hated how those fucking bitches controlled me. All thi...s fucking science and math and computer shit? It's worthless. The billion-dollar company I helped build with fucking technology is worthless. Why? Because like Bell Biv Devoe said in my high school days, never trust a big butt and a smile. The power in society is always social. The right girl with the right curves can get anything ever built. It's. I was very sporty as a young boy, always running, football, cricket, rugby anything that allowed me to burn off energy and get a little physical and sweaty.But I never expected my energy levels to be used in the way they were last summer.My mother had left my father and run off with a salesman from the local car dealership.My dad started to drink a lot, and have his friends over for poker nights, at the start once a week, but soon two and three times a week.Jenny my neighbour would always check. “What’s going on? You don’t seem happy to see me; that was like kissing my grandma.”“It’s not that.”“Well, what is it then?”“Well. I ... uh. So, there’s this thing...”“My God! Just spit it out.”“I forgot that there was something I was supposed to do tonight. It was put on the schedule before we started dating. I think I can give you a ride home, but then I need to go.”“Well, what is it that you have to do?”“I’m going to observe a Judo class to see if I want to start taking classes.”“So, what is. Every time I wore that outfit, mask, skirt, top I saw myself as being the woman I had watched all those years ago. I wasn’t Jenny the nurse, I was some mysterious woman who could release all her inhibitions, in such a simple way. I offered my body to be smacked, knowing that was what made me tick.”Andie waited for any more information.“A couple of years ago, I was called in to see the manager at the club and sitting there was Rufus. He had bought a share of the club. He generously told me that.