With the possible exception of restaurants — small, independent establishments can’t really afford me anymore; if I take those jobs at all, I char...ge reduced rates, and it’s only because I like the project or the people enough to do them a favor — everyone else on that list is wealthy. Which means that my list of potential customers is fairly small, and more likely than the general population to know, or even socialize with, each other. But no matter who I’m working for, at this point in my life. "She turns around and raises her arms to let Walt lift her dress over her head. He puts his arms around her and kisses her neck. She lets out a few fake moans as Walt unsnaps her bra and rubs his hands over her chest and plays with her nipples."I wish I had real tits for you to play with," she says."Oh, don't worry about that, Jill. I knew what was under that bra when I took it off," Walt assures her. "I'm attracted to your female personality more than your body. I've never been with two males. The barn looked like the one at the commercial dairy farm my kindergarten class visited. The only difference was it being all stone except for the roof.I headed back to the house to drive around it to get a feel for the place. I got a feeling, alright. It seemed to keep on going until I finally came to where the road went between the patio and the biggest pool I had ever seen. It was bigger than the pools at the places Elena’s dad owned. I got out to look only to see that it had to be at least. Still watching I see her enter the bath room and drop the gown on the floor shutting the door behind her she turns the shower on and steps in under the stream of water. I watch wondering what it would be like to have her before me, stroking and touching all I can see. Glancing across to her son’s room I see he has checked to make sure she is showering and now he quickly pulls a porn magazine and starts jacking off to the pictures and stories. Looking back at his mother I see she’s stopped.