"It's a nick name that D has for me" I said. "It comes from some old TV show, with a character called Morticia" Hmm I see" she said, a bemused express...on on her face.We chatted for a while, and wandered around the park."How have you been Mort?" she asked"Good, D and Joyce have been taking good care of me." I said."How did you meet them?" she asked"D saved me," I replied "When I first got here, I ran into a bad area of town and this group of men attacked me. D showed up and fought them off. Then. I noticed that Joyce had cleaned the cushions this morning. Thorough girl – our Joyce. Ann came in. She pulled off her clothes and danced around the room. We hugged. She pulled off my clothes and we hugged again. I put on a waltz. We danced together. Joy, pure joy. We sat and necked for a while. It is always good to have Ann in my arms. During a lull Ann said: ‘You found exactly the right thing for Janet last night. She now sees love in a spiritual context. Her personality is opening to her. To speak the truth, this is the most exciting fucking I have ever got in my life so far. And I never got this much of pleasures before. From your look, I never thought you would have so much of vigor and vitality to fuck…" she said appreciatively. "Kaval, that makes two of us. It was all your magic. To be specific, the magic of your pussy" I complimented back. "See for yourself, KP, what mess you have made my pussy in" she told. I looked at her pussy. I really felt sorry and felt. The wound George had inflicted was neither deep nor serious, but nonetheless it was more than sufficient to cow the other male. The defeated bull lowered his head in submission, backing away hurriedly, then turned and fled at speed towards the safety of the surf.With a snort of satisfaction, George turned to look at me smugly. I gave him a weak smile in return. Then, as he flopped closer to me, I gasped. Beneath his hulking body, the bright red length of his penis flashed in and out of sight,.