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But no, as far as he was concerned it was free, so he had to have it.He binned it once I told him how they were registered on line and someone that lost it could be tracking its use.
He was under the impression that there was 'my money' and 'his money', not 'our' money, and it was bloody lucky that I was back working full time and on a very good salary, due to hard work, biding my time and always learning.
At fourteen while at a holiday park he found a wallet in a toilet stall and from then on would always search public toilet cubicles for wallets or cash and would occasionally find them. He had inherited his father's biggest flaw (At least I thought it was) and that was 'never give a sucker an even break' and he had learned to take advantage of other people at an early age, be that their niceness, poor memory, gullibility or greed.
He would always take the cash from the found item and then throw what was left in the trash 'so no one could take advantage of the credit cards' - I do believe he felt this was a good thing. "Should have taken better care of their possessions shouldn't they," was his standard response, "at least I'm not going to be screwing their credit cards like some people would.
Gemma is a gorgeous eighteen year old brunette bombshell that is the spitting image of me at her age with lustrous hair, slim but curvaceous with my big brown doe eyes, with Parker's high cheek bones.
She could have been a fashion model but instead chose to concentrate on her studies and was waiting to hear her A' level results so she could pick her University even though she had unconditional acceptances from four of them, and is going to be the most attractive school teacher in the South East one day.
His Dad was a premier bullshit artist, and some days made a good living, sometimes none at all.
He spent his time looking for 'that deal', the one that would put him and his family on easy street, not because he was good but because he was convinced that he was, and that it was his 'turn'.Once a kindly looking grey haired gent handed him a five pound note and thanked him for his trouble.Parker demurred, but allowed the old boy to convince him to take it, to buy something nice for me or the kids.I said that by his reckoning burglars, muggers, drug dealers and car thieves weren't criminals, they were just small businessmen trying to make a living.He grinned, until I pointed out that when his Fiesta XR2 was stolen and burned out, it wasn't a crime it was really a business opportunity for the car thief and perhaps he should have left the keys in to help out the entrepreneur that took it, thrashed it around, stole his gym bag with his £120 running shoes that he only ever walked in, his laptop and briefcase and left what remained as a smoking charred heap in the middle of the recreation ground. Parker stopped smiling, because his XR2 was really old (a classic in his terms) the insurance company paid him out a pittance for it as insurance companies always do, giving him the book price not what he considered it worth. We have three children, the blessing from our marriage.She has lots of good friends and tends to be a bit shy of boys knowing how difficult her father is with them.