"Rick's not gonna be here," said Cyrus."I don't understand," said Jan, backing away for the door."You know your husband likes to drink," said Cyrus, c...early the leader. "And when he drinks he likes to gamble. Too bad he's a shit gambler. He owes us a lot of money."Jan knew Rick was an alcoholic, but didn't know about the gambling. "How much does he owe?" she whispered."$500,000 and counting," said Cyrus.Jan gasped."I know," said Cyrus. "It's a lot. And he hasn't been able to pay." What's that. “All the guys think I’m…?” Kevin’s blushed even deepened and mumbled something. “Sorry, what was that” ask Brenda, smiling? “Well, you know, they all think you’re….” “I’m…?” “A babe, Mrs….sorry…Brenda.” He went an even darker red, and avoided looking at her. “Me…a babe…aaaahhhhh, don’t be silly…who thinks that?” “We’ll emmm we all do, Barry, Andy and Clive…” “And you?” “Yea…anyway, I better get on” he announced, and before she could reply, he rushed out of the kitchen and disappeared from view.. "I most certainly love your cock," she said, seductively.Jason lay beside her and kissed her. As his hand went to her bare breast and his fingers played with her hardening nipple, he felt her open her mouth so he pushed his tongue inside. Their passions rose as they let go of their reservations."Oh Jason," Joyce sighed, as he rolled on top of her and started kissing her breasts. She felt his hard member pressing into her thigh and rolled her hips to an attempt to position it on your panty clad. It was a drowsy Saturday, whole day i spent little drowsy and just passed the day and in the evening I decided to visit a pub to get relaxed so I dressed up neatly and went to a pub, as stages were seen as villains in pubs and no entry for dance floor, I choose a corner and sat there and enjoying the music, there at the other corner I found an angel sitting idle, so I approached her and greeted her for which she replied by saying Hi to me, from where our conversation started. Me: Can I buy a.