She wasn’t unpleasant to look at, but not really his type, he didn’t go for the diminutive in a woman, preferring self assurance and a body to mat...h. She stood as he approached her table, a questioning and hopeful look in her eyes. ‘Mike?’ She stood around five feet four inches, definitely under ten stone and trembling over every inch. ‘Hi, you must be Sally, would you like another coffee?’ He asked, noting that she had emptied a large latte already. The cup looked cold, as if she had been. “I always enjoy this. You know that.”“Okay.”“Why? Don’t you enjoy it?”Tully smiled at her and reached over to tweak one of Babs’ erect nipples. “Oh, I enjoy it, but I actually enjoy what it does to you even more.”“Oh? What’s that?” Tully’s touch began to get Babs’ juices flowing, like they always did. Even after almost forty years, his hands were still magical.“I think you know.” He pinched her nipple again, and then cupped the fullness of the tit to which it was attached.“Well, I think it. Even weird sex, however, could be explained as a basic human need. But this? “Zoe” Alex gingerly brushed her hand against the girl’s shoulder. “You do realise you could just use pen and paper, right?” “Pen and paper? It’s the twenty-first century, dammit!” “Umm… right. I’ll go make your coffee.” Alex knew she made amazing coffee and produced even better coffee art. When the flat white was ready in the finest cup she could find, Alex started drawing cats and flower motifs. Even Leonardo da. Riley: Normally, I would say you were an overbearing bastard who shouldn’t meddle with his sister’s life. But in this case, I wholeheartedly agree with you. Nobody should be engaged to that cheating fuck-wad.Me: I’m glad you think so. Now that I know he’s cheating on her with that skank, I’m really convinced he’s bad for her.Riley: I see your point.Me: One of the reasons I took this job is to gather evidence on Brody because Liza doesn’t listen to reason.Riley: And here I thought you took the.