I teased the man, a man who can’t have a woman because no woman wants him like he is. I cannot even imagine anything more cruel that I could’ve do...e to him.“I ran out of there. He probably thinks I did it because he embarrassed me. But that wasn’t it. I ran out to minimize the teasing that I’d done him. I want to go back, Rod. But I will most definitely dress down next time I do; I mean if I do go back to see him again, him and his six inch heat seeking moisture missile. I’ve figured that part. They’re happy with each other, and you know that neither of them keeps it in their pants,” Vicky told Ellen with more than a little contempt.“Hey, I wasn’t slut shaming anybody! Don’t take me for that! I just ... I just meant the idea that he controls and dominates you both, makes you both do whatever he wants, without any consideration for your needs, I mean ... really, Vicky, Zoe? A harem situation? He gets to fuck both of you, maybe throws you a bone of letting you eat each other out, and. The penis grew in her mouth, ready for firmer treatment. What was it they said - ten thousand hours to become an expert? She pulled the foreskin back and began bobbing her head up and down. Billy thought she worked as an office manager. He hadn’t worked a day in almost six years, ever since a robot took his job at the warehouse. Forty years old and already on the scrapheap. She’d gone into the Drum soon after. These days, it counted as a pretty good job. At least she didn’t have to look. ”“Okay, son, I’ll do less potatoes then.”That was it. If it had been Mum, there’d have been an inquisition, but with Dad it was just, I’ll do less potatoes.“Do you want some breakfast?” he asked.“I’m just going to get a couple of Weetabix,” I told him, “thanks though.”“What’s brought this on?” he asked.“I talked to George, her Dad,” I said.“Yes, I know that George is her Dad,” he said, interrupting my flow.“With my being in Manchester during the week, I won’t be able to go on our regular weekly.