” “Good,” he said. “I will be with you within the hour. What’s your address?" She gives him the address. “Thanks,” said Paul. “See y...ou soon.” He quickly finishes the tap repairs and charges the old lady a small fortune. Well, she has a big house, a flash new car and has been rude to him. Paul gets back to his van and puts the address into his sat-nav. He realizes he never even asked the crying woman’s name. She sounded like she was ‘dog rough’ and probably really over weight. It’s only a few. As he was leaving, Walt asked me if I could find some time to drop into the office next week. I said I would, probably on Tuesday afternoon, if that was okay. He said that would be great and he would look forward to seeing me then. I wasn’t sure what he wanted, but I suspect it may have something to do with my future career. That’s the career that I hadn’t yet decided upon.I headed over to East Cascades just after lunch on Tuesday. I had no idea exactly what Walt wanted to talk to me about, but. “So he’s seen me naked already then?”“Yes he has, only a quick look but he approved of what he saw and said that your tits will really attract the potential customers.”As I walked back to my building I thought about my tits, how they were like little ice cream cones stuck on my chest and how solid they were. I remembered Pete’s hand on my left tit and how he squeezed, twisted, pulled and tweaked the nipple making me get wet between my legs. I decided that although my tits were different to most. The whole process of separation, counselling and hearing would take some two years before I was completely free of Sam. The first week staying at my brother’s place went by and was uneventful. While he was at work, I did the housework, tidied up, prepared the cooking and filled my time in well. It was now early May, 1997 and I was feeling down a bit when lying in bed. I fell asleep but had woken up after having a flashback of my husband beating me. I woke up afraid, shaking and generally.