"That stupid bitch was hiding under the bed. I had to poke her ass with a coat hanger to get her to come out. She tried to take off, so I grabbed her ...y the neck. Then, I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from scratching me. But it worked! I hauled her downstairs and threw her out into the backyard! She'd better not shit in the vegetable garden again!"The silence in the Taxi was deafening.YES MARTHA, THERE ARE BLOND MEN TOOA friend told the blond man: "Christmas is on a Friday this. "Stay right where you are, young man!" Megan said as she moved over to sit on the edge of the bed. "I'll not have you hurting yourself on my account. At least not hurting yourself more than you already have." She leaned over and gently kissed his forehead. As she did the dam broke on her emotions and she dissolved into tears against his chest."There, there, Lassie." crooned Richard as he tried awkwardly to comfort her with his good left arm."Damn! I wasn't going to do this in front of you." she. She was wearing a simple dress, long sleeves, high neckline, long flowing skirt, medium blue in color. The fabric was fully opaque but was thin enough that her bra strap lines and panty lines were visible. She was broad shouldered and long everywhere, legs, arms, neck, narrow waist, flat tummy, proud bosom- large, very large, but somehow not on her, straight blonde hair going almost to her waist. I found I was responding to her presence with an erection. I thought: ‘What in the world is. ’ ‘That’s a lovely thing to say.’ ‘I mean it, I can trust you, I am happy just chilling out here.’ ‘Here you are.’ Sarah passed some cheese sandwiches and a glass of lemonade to Mike. ‘Thanks, just what I needed.’ In the afternoon Sarah and Mike carried on gently working in the garden, until it was about 4 o’clock. ‘What are you planning on doing for the rest of the week?’ asked Sarah. ‘No idea as of yet, I still want a seaside holiday but not with those two idiots. Anyway I will need to water.