" You read adult novels?" Have you even been bored on an eighteen hour flight? You'll do anything to escape boredom." No, but I know you have multiple...times." Glad you see my point. So, you'll teach me whatever I should know?" Absolutely." Alright, after dinner. I didn't cook for nothing." Not a problem. I am hungry for a home cooked meal anyway." You should get a two bedroom apartment, and convince my parents all my friends are here, so I should move in." That isn't going to happen, and you. " there was a pause and then with a shout that again meant the receiver was held away from the phone. "There got her top off and ... and fuck she down sucking on Burt's cock. I'm off Trevor; I want my turn". There was a click the phone went dead.Trevor reheated his toasted sandwich and put the kettle back on for the tea was now just warm. He pondered over the phone call. He didn't have anything major on, his wife was attending one of her social gatherings and the thought of a heavy breasted. “Hi, Heather. How’s it going?”“Could be worse, could be better. I’m not feeling very Christmas-y, that’s for sure.”“Any plans for Christmas Day?”“No. Just me and my little tree trying not to be too glum. The storm has put off my family’s Christmas gathering. With Frank gone, all my other plans have kind of blown away. Don’t even feel like doing much.”“I totally get that,” Denise responded, “I once had a Christmas bust-up. Thought I would never enjoy the holidays again.”“But it got better?” I. A joviality inspired, no doubt, by the proximity of 5 young simpering nubile females in the upstairs bedrooms.)(The four men leave stage left to have mint juleps on the front porch. Stage left darkens and attention is drawn to the bedroom scene on stage right.)Scarlett: "We must be very accommodating to Commissioner Horatio and his men, girls, if I am to keep my beloved plantation."Louise: (The oldest and most sensible of the three Savannah debutantes.) "Why, Scarlett, whatever do you mean. Are.