. she said it was embarrassing." I guess that might be part of it... there's probably more to it than that." Probably." He admitted. "I don't know wha...t to say to her." None of us do, we just... we're just there, I guess." He nodded, shrugged, and carried on his relentless trudging walk, head down and hands in his pockets."So how are you?" You asked that already." He pointed out."I know, but I didn't really get the answer I was looking for." What were you looking for?" I wasn't asking about. Both were trust fund, country club types, and neither was any good in bed. Or at least they weren't any good compared to the men in the pornography she secretly masturbated to when she needed relief from the stress of her job.None of Jennifer's friends would ever believe the sexual fantasies that would come to her unbidden. She was so proper, so accomplished, so much the epitome of the Twenty-First Century empowered woman. She had worked so hard to become what she was.That is why she was so. Then there was the tinkle of breaking glass which made her go to the bedroom window and look out. But she could see nothing untoward. She remembers looking at her bedside clock which said nearly twenty to two. She said things quietened down and decided to get back into bed. But she couldn’t get off to sleep again. A short while later she heard a door opening and shutting and thought it strange at that time of night. She once again went to the window and saw a man nonchalantly striding down the. Er…um…well, its like this Jen, Andy continued Ive always kind of been a bit jealous of Dave, cause hes got you, and youre a good-looking bird alright. Jennifer felt her face flush with warmth as her cheeks reddened. He continued to stammer Ive..Ive…um…Ive always thought you had great…er…tits. As he spoke the words, Jennifer saw that he had a roll of twenty pound banknotes in his hand, and he was peeling off some as he spoke If I gave you a hundred quid, would you show them to me? he tilted his.