"I guess it is."He stopped moving and frowned. "So was I sparkin' you?"The enormity of what they had done was finally sinking in, and Angela's stomach...felt like she'd swallowed something hard and heavy."No, Dub," she said."Oh. So ... were you sparkin' me?" he sounded confused."I was just trying to help you with your ... problem," she said."Oh. Okay. So I don't have to tell mamma about it then." Of for goodness sakes no!" gasped Angela. "Nobody can ever find out what happened here, Dub. I could. When Monday came, I had told my husband and he was very excited, I had a hot bath, been waxed on the Saturday and was feeling really horny. I dressed in a short denim skirt, 3’Sandal heels, and a cropped top, no underwear, and a anklet on my left ankle. The guys turned up at 8.30, the other two were similar build and age to Stevie, their names Joe and Matt. They all came in all very confident and very arrogant, Stevie kissed me groped my tits and said they would start work, and that he had told. It was incredible to see how much liquor this bar had considering it was a military outpost. Bottles of gin, whiskey, vodka, brandy seemed to be the most common on the back. She then looked at the lost souls that were drinking themselves to death as well as the one soldier who was passed out in the corner. With the faint stench of old vomit beginning to enter her nostrils she left the bar. She wanted to see more of the settlement but all she could think about was how turned on she was by. Are you able to wait so we can put another small pot on for you?”“Yeah, I’ll wait. Thanks, Hermione.”“How’s Prudence? The girls said you went to phone her.”“She’s feeling a lot better, but is going to try to sleep now. She hopes she can get home tomorrow.”“Great! I like that girl; she has guts. I’ll get your coffee started right away, sir.”Reg nearly told her not to call him ‘sir’ but saw little point in that niggle: it would just show he was feeling narky, and not produce any good effects.He.