. two bedrooms, huge fireplace, three baths, living room kitchen combination. Class act kitchen equipment ... all we had to do was pick it up. The add...ess was about two days away. We drove up.And that’s where things got complicated.The man who made the down payment pissed someone off. A rather militant someone. A sovereign citizen member. (The New South Wales Police Force Counter Terrorism and Special Tactics Command assessed that members of the anti-government sovereign citizen movement posed. Who are you?”“‘Ello Jo, you old slapper, what’s for tea?”It is a woman’s voice; recognition tries to push its way through the narcotised veils. He tries hard to remember who it is.Mistress screams and her pet rushes to protect her. “You’re dead.” Mistress shouts at the woman standing in the doorway.“Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m alive and kicking, thought I was dead eh, that’ll explain why my bruv ain’t been to see me while I been in hospital. Well stop gabbin’ an’ let me in I need to open. ’ She giggled softly. ‘Actually, he’s a lousy fuck in more ways than one, I guess.’ Tommy was stunned. He couldn’t imagine talking about his parents that way. ‘Goddammit!’ Uncle Dave snorted, ‘What the hell do you expect from me? I just fucked the shit out of you. If you ain’t woman enough to get off on what I done, there’s somethin’ wrong with you, not me!’ ‘Daddy is such an ass,’ Kim whispered. His cousin’s mouth was very close to the young man’s ear, her body was touching his, and her soft. “OK. Your tits then.” “Alright.” Rick’s eyes were out on stalks as I unbuttoned my white blouse. I didn’t want to be caught with my bra undone, so simply lifted the cups up towards my collarbone. “Fuck me!” Rick gasped, utterly awe-struck. I wondered just how many tits Rick had actually seen, rather than how many he’d claimed to have seen. Perhaps the slutty girls weren’t quite as slutty as they made themselves out to be. “Can I touch them?” “Only if I can touch your cock.” Rick scrabbled.