I lost on purpose because I had something else in mind. I didnt have a hundred pounds to pay him. I told him he could fuck my wife Rose of 38 years ol... instead. Who was sitting by the bar talking to the barmaid. He agreed and I had to tell Rose that Steven was coming home with us for some reason or another. The night I lost the darts on purpose, we had watched some videos which was of a woman sucking on a long black cock and Rose said she would love to try that. Well just the idea of watching. Of course there are always the lunatics who think they'll turn up some precursor of Homer, or an eye-witness account of the Ark Of The Covenant or even the last will and testament of King Priam but I think that shows a mis-understanding of the Mycenaen mind. Poetry was spoken and shared. What point would there be in writing it down? Keeping track of the number of sheep or how much oil you had, well that's a different matter!"Freddie had some sympathy with her point of view. He'd always felt it. Timmy is up stairs in bed alreadyKate: "oh ok...ill see you later then"You: thank u kate for coming over timmy really likes when u r overKate: "its ok"You: i walk out side to hope into my carKate: after you leave i get timmy to sleep and i watch tvKate: i hear you come back after 3 hoursYou: i walk in the door and a little tipsy but fully aware looking for youKate: i am sitting down watching tvYou: i come in and see you watching tv in some skimpy looking clothesKate: i see you "hi Mr. Axel" i. Etc…bullshit after bullshit. I told to fuck off as I slide my panties up. He stood up with his boner waving in the wind and when he went to slap me, I kicked him in the balls, grabbed my cloths and left. I am full of such stories. I fucked a neighbor just because his wife was bitch with the sole intention of ensuring that she found out about us. A brief preview of another story…I once was fucking a neighbor and his wife each separately on the side, i.e. they didn’t know the other was.