”“That makes two of us, I’m afraid. I mean, I lit a menorah this year, but I barely even went to temple on Passover and Purim this year. It’s ...een, well, a rough year for us, you know. With the break-up and all that, which I freely admit was my own damn fault ... mostly. Bruce wasn’t totally a saint, either.“Funny how our relationship went up in smoke and it might be put back together partly by ... smoke ... I threw out his cigarettes. Yeah, dumbass move to try to make someone quit cold turkey.. "She wants to go to town, care to join us?" he asked.I thought about it for awhile, true I do need a few things, a new bra for one, and Shelley's was always good company."Yeah, I need a few things," I said.We sat and drank our tea, his eyes never far from my swaying bust. Shelley arrived dressed in a very short skirt; she does have exceptionally good legs, long and slim, better than mine anyway. Mine, I feel are a bit thick at the top, but my bust is bigger and nicer than hers; well I think so. "Look at that," she cried, shoving Hugh to the couch."Aw, lay off, Jen," he whined. "I didn't know she was a virgin." Don't give me that, you oaf." It happened like thish." he slurred. "I met this sexy little American dish and she practically raped me. The mosht beautiful bird I've seen in a long time. I'm crazy about her, absholutely crazy about her." Hugh flopped down on the couch. "Give us a kish, Jenny. I want to give you... a kish of life..." With that he passed out snoring on the. Her next task was to place more logs in the Aga, for the stove, their only source of hot water for heating and bathing, was never allowed to go out even in the height of summer. The water in the kettle she'd stood on the hob before going to bed was hot, and the Elf took it the gas cooker and bent to turn on the supply from the big gas bottles outside the kitchen. Lighting the gas under the kettle, she soon had it boiling and she tipped the steaming water on to the leaves (themselves a.