Or you could call mePenny." He nodded, grinning."Okay, Penny."We both sat there for a while, him drinking his beer and occasionallyglancing at me with... a stupid grin, and me sitting there patiently,waiting for him to decide what we're going to do. If he wasn't going todecide something soon, I was going to leave. There were about a dozenother things I could be doing right now. One of the things that reallyneeded my attention, I thought suddenly, was my nails. I cringed as Ilooked at how short and. This is embarrassing, I mean make love. Like we did! Again! But I can't, it's, it's just that, well it's my time of the month, Ben! You know. Don't you? And I feel that I have to tell you because I don't want to go to dinner and then come here, to your place and then we kiss and get close and, but I have to say no and disappoint you. You would hate me." Sarah, that's not important, it's wonderful and I would love to do it again but it not as important as just being with you, sharing a dinner. ..." Then explain it to me. Just pee in the bucket. I want to feel it going through your cock!" Kelley!!! You don't get it! After a guy has sex, sometimes it takes time.... Guys have to relax to get things down there to... to work! To change over. And you holding me is not going to help that at all!!!" Ahhh, Daddy. But I want to hold your big fat cock when you pee!!! You don't mean that your little girlie excites you to the point that you can't relax and go pee, do you?" She giggled at his. Edwardian splendour. Mr Hunter was cold looking, with grey blue eyes, which had no warmth to them, but he was good looking. True he was old enough to be her father, no older than that, almost her grandfather, but he looked athletic, with a nice tan. His teeth even and white. They had been sent here by their new “booker” as she was called. Miranda. She worked for Hans as both she and her mother did. Mr Hunter had booked them both, and had been very insistent that they were what they purported to.