"Rules, what rules?" he asked."My rules of course," "Well rules are made to be broken, so tell me why should I take any notice?"I thought for a moment...knowing full well I didn't have an appropriate answer. "Because I said so, that's why."By way of response he moved his hands down and squeezed my buttocks over my skirt."Now now Andy, what did I just say?" You said no tickling? I'm not tickling you." Oh! Then what are you doing?" I asked as he squeezed my bum again."Isn't that obvious, I'm just. Sucked dry, the man in front of her was replaced with another. As she sucked on the new wang, she felt some hot slime squirt across her breasts, and another onto her short, pale hair. She lost track of how many cocks she had been through, a satisfying sensation that she had put months of effort and planning into finally achieving. Overwhelmed with satisfaction, she squealed as someone grabbed her hair and pulled her backwards until she was tipped facing up at an angle where she was held up by. She seemed to do a lot of that. They were farm-girl pretty, wholesome I suppose. Healthy and bigger than most, perhaps twelve stone or so with wide hips and deep chests, good breeding stock some would say."Why aren't you girls married by now?" I asked, fishing my pipe out."Pa's jus' mean," said one."He scares the boys off," said the other."Besides we're poor, sort of," said the first."And land's all the dowry we got." the other added."But you've got beaux, sweethearts, suitors, right?" I. ”“And did you write this on the board?”“Yeah, who else would have?”His smile grew deeper. “No, that’s great. Could you tell me why you wrote these numbers?”“They just came into my head, is all.” I shrugged. “If I’d written a different number you would have asked why I chose that one. It’s just random.”“Very good. And this picture of a cat, why did you draw that?”“I just like cats.”“You didn’t feel any unusual urge to draw a cat?” Yung asked, peering at me curiously.“No…? I didn’t even realise.