It was a hot summer day and I was on the riding mower cutting the back lawn. Kitty was sitting on the porch steps watching me. We'd been married for about three years and still couldn't get enough of each other. We never wanted to be apart. Hence she was watching me with a smile on her face and mischief in her eyes. I wore only an old pair of cut off jeans and several gallons of sweat from the hot sun high overhead.
Dear Readers: If you've read part one of this story, then a little of the beginning information here may seem repetitive. I'm sorry about this, but if there is anything that aggravates me it's jumping into a multi-part story without knowing what happened 'before'. So, for readers who haven't read part one, I've set the stage for this story by giving out a little information about what happened before. There was something I had to do today, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember what it was! I was a farmer, so perhaps it had something to do with farming. Suddenly, my mind cleared enough for me to recall.
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There are 3 main types of prostitutes in the Netherlands. Window prostitution, these are mainly young girls imported from South America or Eastern Europe. I opened my eyes, blinded by the sun pouring into the room through my window. I rolled over to look at the clock. It was only 9AM.