She dismissed Mike sending him to the village to tell one of the part time cleaners, a recently wed young woman called Daisy, to fetch her husband a w...rker at home farm, to visit her at 11 next day but told him as she had papers to sort and not to return for a good hour. She opened the door, and slowly entered, the silent hall, she could imagine the old chap here, his coat behind the door, his cane in the stand, with a shotgun, tidy just as he always had been though, she`d never before set foot. Look like it’s you who can’t take it you fucking wimp. Laying there unable to move, crying like little bitches because you can’t take a real woman fucking you. So that why you k**napped young’s one. You can’t handle real pussy. You act dominant and thought. You act macho...but really you wimpy little sissy fucks. You’re all talk. You got those big giant dicks and you think that enough. You don’t know how to use it.”“Ohhhhhhhh God…OHHH FUCK GIANNA PLEASE no more….fuck can’t take it. Your pussy. " It doesn't seem like that'd work."Alright, so I've been chatting with the girls for the past week, and I've been slipping sex conversations in here and there, to see how everyone's doing." She shifted her weight to her other foot and crossed her arms, waiting for my reaction. "Shit... Wow." That's all I could say. Becca is getting really into this. "Well, what'd you find out, I guess?" Well, Sydney is doing pretty well for herself, having a boyfriend and all, so I don't know if you can fuck. And you know where all the stress you talk about is coming from. It started last Thursday night when you did something you won't tell me about with God knows who. That's the stress I'm under." I won't have this conversation with you. I told you nothing happened but you won't believe me and that's your problem. Get over it!" Fine. Then we have nothing more to talk about and sex is out of the question now. If that's how you want it, fine!"I got up and went upstairs to grab my pajamas and went.