She gyrated a welcome all over his fly. She smiled when a hand moved to her hip, clenching and steering, holding her more firmly against him. The hand...moved down her hip, under her stomach, searching for a fly on pants that zipped at the hip. The feel of him fumbling at her clothes tickled, but she liked it. The hand stretching her new sweater clenched. He growled his frustration and pulled her upright. He leaned into the counter with her. He wrapped his arms so tightly around her and bit her. " Oh I'm sure we could come to some arrangements," she said, "I mean I could supply plenty of refreshments and a midday meal as well." Ah yes," I said, " But I gets to sleep with the mistress of the house as well." Ok I know. I shouldn't have said it but she was beginning to bug me by then. She took a moment for this gem to be absorbed, me leaning on the rake; she standing with her mouth hung open. Then she decided she had heard right - spluttered something into thin air, coloured up and strode. "What chu lookin' fo'?" asked a quiet voice."Mrs. McF--," I replied after I got my pulse rate down and turned to face the lady's black driver with my bayonet in my hand."She in d'house yonder," he said. "Cavortin'." Bridget Kathleen with her?" I asked.He nodded and smiled. "They's both carvortin'." Can you get me something to eat?" I asked.He nodded and disappeared while I sat on a box and waited. The sun was setting behind me and the cold was rising fast from the river. Bridget herself brought. Aren’t you?” I nodded. “Well I don’t care honey” she said “I am happy and he satisfies a need. The same as that vibrator you use because Barry won’t have sex with you. You know I could train Oscar to take care of you”. Then she came and hugged me and kissed me. “Oh God Amy I could never do that” I protested. She kissed me again. “Amy what are you doing?” I cried. “Jan for years I have wanted to make love to you” she whispered “let me show you there is more than one way to enjoy sex”. I.