He managed to get hard enough to fuck her on one of those two occasions, and duly deposited his aged sperm in her nubile womb. The other time his body...failed him, and she took pity on him and brought him to fruition with her mouth. It seems that was much to his liking. I suspect that is because it was less work for him, and allowed him to fall into an alcohol-fogged sleep without having to move, once he had produced his pitiful, teaspoon-sized serving of noble semen for his wife.All it did for. In hindsight, I agree. SO, for this reposting I’ve broken it in two chapters. On a personal note, the character of Mark Gordian is the vilest and most arrogant bastard I’ve ever written about. He’s also the most hated character out of all the stories I’ve written on here. And, Sheila from ‘The Finer Points of Sheila’ plays a small but important role here too. Small world, eh? Cheers!’ *** Monday morning followed a bland and excruciatingly repetitive routine that Mark Gordian had become. He was at hiswedding, but nobody would believe that he was the groom and they weretrying to make him dress as the bride as the time for the ceremony wasapproaching. He was not sure, but he might have just given in to theconsensus when he woke up. Once he was up and moving around, his motherput her head around the door. She handed him some depilatory cream andtold him to put it on for a few minutes before he showered. He was alsotold to wear the same bra and knickers as on Saturday - not that he. I didn’t know how much of it was from the cold, and how much was from the gruesome job that I had just finished. Re-disposing of Jarrett’s remains was not a pleasant task, I assure you. As far as I was concerned there was no longer any solid evidence against me. Also enough time had passed to make Jarrett disappearance a cold case, if there had ever been a case. I doubted that Jarrett was ever reported missing.I was shivering with cold, so I took a hot shower using the water from our newly.