This Friday came out of the blue really; it was hot, sunny and very much needed.After having it cold and wet for so long, my 2 girls asked if we could... go out for dinner and a few drinks due to the warm night. I had thought about doing something for most of the day. This was a good idea and I waited for my 2 girls to arrive home from work. Around 5.45pm both were home and I directed them to get ready to go out, so get into the shower, get your hair & make up sorted. Not long after they got. "Your girl Tina came to see me. I was amazed! Are you sure she isn't one of those hackers we read about?"I laughed. "No. She's a devil for getting information. She once worked for a solicitor, doing conveyancing and she knows her way around the Land Registry site and associated sites. If you want to know who owns what, Tina will find it for you." I paused for a brief moment. "Thinking about it, I wouldn't put it past her to hack." No wonder you are successful." Please, Andy. Do not ever mention. Winter, 2007 I had just come back from dinner with a novelist, going over the changes I had made in the middle chapters of her latest. She was being difficult. I could not get her to see how much clearer it was with the changes I made. I entered my apartment building hoping to catch up on my TiVo, but a new priority presented itself. My advance copy of ‘Casanova’ had arrived, the one with the short story I wrote freelance. Editing pays the bills, but my own writing gives my life meaning. The. The bitch would have Davie in a gang bang with all the guests at French Leave looking on. Christ, what a thought! No, Davie was still pure, she was still innocent. She didn't know what the hell she was doing today, or at school. They forced it on her. Davie needed a man to straighten her out. Her soft, young body, her lips, her ripe breasts and her beautiful pussy cried for a man's caresses... a man's body to complement hers... a man's cock to fill her precious little cunt... My God, what I am.