He was about 25 years of age, arrogant and mean. I know that both Scots and Yorkshire people were reputed to be mean but Jack Mower could have written... a book on it.At the end of my first day in the job he invited me to go for a drink with him and he did not offer to pay for a single drink. I ended up paying for all the drinks and the meal. While we were out I told him that I was looking for an apartment to rent and that I wanted it near work, cheap and clean. I also explained that I needed some. He fingered her pussy in public so the men would know she was a slut. He let the men take her to the bathroom or back room for a fuck any way they wanted. One night he lifted her skirt and asked the men if they had ever seen a better cunt. He spread her legs showing the men her clit and hole. Then he finger fucked her till she would cum. He layed her on the pool table raised her top so her tits were bare and spread her legs and let any man who wanted to pay fuck her right there. A group of men. The question remained unanswered in my mind as I waited and waited and waited. I expecting to have to make the decision soon, but nothing was happening happening. Slowly, and carefully I opened my eyes. Had I been mistaken? The room was still cool though, so I guessed that something would happen soon. A small moan brought my head whipping around to look at Mary. Again my heart skipped a beat. Not because of what was happening to me, but because of what was happening to my wife! I looked down at. Last came Robert, and with Robert, Dashwood decided that he wouldn't acknowledge Robert as his son unless Rupert gave him a lot more money. After all these years I knew that Rupert was sustaining Dashwood with frequent gifts of money. Dashwood was a sponge that soaked up money and then let it flood away haphazardly. Rupert bought some land from Dashwood when we married, a ruse to give Dashwood some capital, and gave it back to him at this time. Dashwood immediately sold it to a neighbour,.