" Doesn't hurt anyone? Do you realize how demeaning what you do is towomen? Have you no respect for me? " You're blowing this all out of proportion d...ar. I promise not to do itagain." How can I believe you when you've been doing this behind my back? Nextthing I know you'll be down at the pub doing it. Have you no shame?" I would never do this down at the pub. Besides all the guys do there iswatch footie." You obviously have too much free time on your hands. You can spend yourafternoons at my. ” He grinned, stood up, and went out the door. He returned moments later with two bottles. When he returned, I was still in the kitchen working away though most of the work was done.“What’s with two bottles?”“I thought you might like the Teacher’s. If that continues to be true, I thought I would ply you with a Rusty Nail.”“What’s a Rusty Nail?”“It’s a drink made with Scotch and Drambuie. I particularly like it made with Teacher’s.” He poured two drinks of a finger each of the Teacher’s and. Naturally there is a wicked step-father and some naughty step-brothers that need to get their own ‘just desserts’ as well. Sex contents: No Sex. None at all. Sorry. Genre: Old Fashioned Fairy Tale Codes: Humor, Romance Originally Posted at SOL: 2007-05-22 ************** Thanks to Dragonsweb for the cleanup help with this old revised story! ************** The old storyteller rested his eyes for a moment and took a deep pull from the blackjack of ale that the young cobbler had brought him.. But sometimes that’s not enough.” He shook his head, almost reminding me of a mabari more than anything. “It’s fine. I’ve made arrangements for Delilah to be recognised as my heir, and her children after her. I will wait forever, if I must.” I hugged him, knowing nothing I could say was going to help.“How’s Thomas?” I was almost afraid to ask.“No improvement,” he reported. “Still like a large, simple child. Actually, he may be getting worse? He needs more help with daily activities, like eating.