She dismisses him, again with no more than a wave. He goes down and checks on the slow cooker before peeling and slicing the plantain and putting the ...slices into a bag of mixed spices to dust and absorb the flavours.He hears thumping sound outside, it stops and is replaced by the sound of mistress descending the stairs, just as she is reaching the bottom the doorbell rings.He listens as she opens the door and hears he start to greet her expected visitors. “Court ... who are you?”“‘Ello Jo, you. Omigod, Hollie, it's not Clare," he yelled."It's okay, Daddy, it's okay. We both want to be with you. Hollie does too. She knows, Daddy, and she wants to be your girlfriend, too," Clare told him."I do, she's right. I really liked sucking you and you liked it, too, before you found out it was me. I want to finish you," I told him and I pulled the sheet away that he'd pulled over him and put my head down and tried to suck him again. He pulled away, saying, "No, Hollie, we can't do that, stop it.". This was going well, one day she called me on my cell and told me that they are vacating their house within a week. I requested her to meet me, she said no she can’t as she can not bunk classes, anyhow I convinced her and fixed a plan to meet at my friend’s room it was early morning at 7:30 I told my wife that I have a client meeting and left home early. I picked her up, she was in her school uniform because she had bunked her class, and she told me to take her somewhere quickly so that nobody. There are plenty of options and lots of fun to be had, and lots of things to be discovered about our personal selves, and our sexual selves. She made me realize I could feel like a young woman, and even dream of becoming a young bride again. All of this because she dared to do things a little on the edge, and give me blow by blow accounts. She made me think, THAT COULD BE ME.As low and as stripped of life as I was, she made me smile, she made me wonder, she made me feel sexual again (I didn't.