Back home, I returned to working on my laptop at the table in the window. Glancing up, I saw Paula drawing the curtains in the lounge, and clearly, sh...e saw me too, because she gave me a little wave before the curtains closed. A little later her upstairs bedroom was half-lit from the light being turned on above the staircase. She obviously went into the bathroom because the opaque glass lit up. Maybe showering I was guessing, an exciting thought.I had become distracted by all of this. I was. Theatres showing movies went by the wayside like vaudeville. People paid for films and other events such as live theatre and sports. MLB. NFL, NBA still had a strong following. Soccer had replaced ice hockey as the fourth most watched sport by fans. All the outrageous salaries were gone. Athletes were worshiped and idolized, but they didn't merit the large salaries one hundred years before. However they were given free expensive homes, hover cars, and access to places where the Elite. " He puzzled."What? She told me she left that job a few months back..." Charmaine told him, sounding just as confused as William."No, she's been working nights there now for a few months." He replied, trying to convince himself of the truth more than Charmaine."Hmm... Ok well, tell her I rang her. Speak to you soon, bye bye." She hanged up.William put the phone down and sat onto the sofa, he stared blankly at the wall trying to puzzle out why Kelly would lie to her own sister about quitting the. Already I heard a few tears; I ungripped and lowered the flap. Panties were evidentTen, ten, ten on each cheek, hard, fast, she wailed, she kicked and tried to escape, I held her tighter, my left arm gripping her soft middle; I stopped. “:Settle down,” I said. I stroked her young body until she’d calmed.“Stand up,” I instructed. She stood. Her pajamas were a onsie that zipped up the front; I unzipped it. Her breasts were unfettered but I ignored them as I lowered the single piece. First.