You only need to pay for water and electricity!”I was about to sign the papers, when my dad stopped me. “Well Tommy. There is just one thing. You ...helped me with my divorce with my ex-wife and I appreciate that, and I hope I can trust you!”He looked a bit strange at my dad. “Ehmm yes?”“If these papers are to be legal and all, you need my daughter’s real name, right?”“Yes of course!”And it dawned on me. I was still Brian, and my dad was gonna tell him! I became so shy, I wanted to hide. And then. ”“I know you shall pay, but I require something else. Please sit on the bed.”When he did, Marielle knelt in front of him and removed the barriers to his penis. She took it into her mouth and managed to make it erect.Once done, she lay on the bed, her housecoat and the short chemise beneath it remained on. “My body is not so attractive, no?” she murmured.It wasn’t, and Joe didn’t lie. But he did want to give her what she wanted. So she watched him strip naked, and then he helped her out of her. Then Toby smashed his boss' car.Life has a habit of raining shit.Toby's StoryDeena likes to tell the story how we first met in the university library. How I, the perfect stranger, offered my help to connect her computer to the communal scanner. She likes to describe the way I covered her hand on the computer mouse and left it to linger for a little while, as I guided her through the desktop menus.While that is all true, we didn't see each other again for weeks after that chance meeting. Now let. The questions are: who do you work for, who do you report to and who is his immediate superior. Note that I don't care who you are, what your pay grade is, or if you have a significant other in a relationship, though I would place those unasked questions into your memories if you are wise. Sergeant Major, it is your show."I sat on the floor in front of them, I wanted to show them that what I was doing wasn't personal, and I was actually one of them."I am interested what your pay grade is. Mine.