I didn't mean to scare you, I'm just a hermit ogre... not really used to being around people... "His voice was more gentle than before and he didn't s...eem like he was going to rip me into shreds any more."Are you Shrek?" I asked my voice filled with obvious confusion.His big green head tilted a little as he looked at me with a slightly bewildered look on his face."Who's Shrek? My name's Charlie. I just moved here last night after I broke up with my boyfriend. He got the swamp but the joke's on. Monica was getting hot and it was all she could do to stop licking her lips in anticipation. She ground her thighs together discreetly under the table to cool down her steaming pussy. She knew that she had to be patient and that her long term plan and investment was just about to bear fruit – a real live beautiful sex slave in the making was in her grasp.As soon as was polite, she bade goodbye to Didi and the orphanage and led Deepika to her car. Monica drove herself (no driver) and asked. “Yes that. At least for a little while. That’s all I ask,” Pam replied. Then I thought about that for a minute. “Well I’m going to want something in return,” I said. “And what would that be?” Pam asked. “Can you kiss me one more time?” I asked. Then she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips. Of course it lasted for more than a few seconds. “I just meant on the cheek,” I said. “I know. See you tomorrow,” Pam replied. Then we both got out of the car and she went over to her car. I watched. Bell walked behind me, “It’s sad that you have no dad on Father’s day. Two years in a row with no father. It must be awful lonely. To go home and watch endless hours of TV with no dad to talk to or ask for advice.” I felt my cheeks getting hot. I turned around and faced him. His tanned fair skin almost shined in the setting sun. “That’s all well and true Mr. Bell, but I think I’m missing the point.” Mr. Bell approached me and leaned in so that we were inches apart. “I could be your daddy.” .