We both came to realize it after a short time, but after her arrival I found myself venturing out once again, first to stroll along Saville Row, and t...hen London of an evening.Once again, this time at Mrs. Bentley's urging, I grew a beard; and eventually I took advantage of my club membership and soon entered into what one might say was a virtual ironclad routine of rising at the same time each morning and arriving at the Reform Club at exactly noon to spend the next twelve hours there before. "Are you some kind of fucking weird pervert, my Mom is gonna fucking freak when she finds this out!" she yelled."Please Madison, please don't tell your mother" I begged."Atleast cover your fucking cock, and for fuck sakes Jay wipe the goddamn cum off your fucking face before you even try talk to me you pig" Madison yelled even louder.I looked down and my cock was still dripping, droplets of cum landed on the carpet between us, I had no choice but to use my t-shirt to wipe my face off leaving my. The door bell rings and I feel the excitement I felt sixteen years ago, innocent anticipation only a little child could have. The younger me bursts through the front door of the tiny apartment shouting an over-joyed greeting to…the paperboy. The child me is crestfallen, and I feel that inside all over again and seeing this scene replayed made me remember why things like this stuck with you through life. Seven years after this, and I’ve moved up north to a new suburban place and school leaving. .. I guess I really started to panic, then. I was so worried that something had happened to you!"I'm sorry. I guess you'll be glad when this babysitting assignment is over?" I said, more as a statement, than a question."Well, not really..." Penny sighed.Catherine raised her head from the paperwork she had in her lap, and cocked one eyebrow."Okay, Agent Lane, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" I asked her."It's just that ... well ... I mean ... I don't want it to end!" she.