Turn yuh back for a second and y’awl all at it like a bunch of jack-rabbits in matin’ season. And darn it all if it weren’t the same back in my ...ay. Only in them days we used the back of the hay barn. Got a mite prickly at times but that didn’t mind none when you had a fella under yuh!”Mrs Clusky’s fierce little eyes quickly surveyed the scene again then she headed straight into the kitchen saying as she went, “Well, don’t mind me none. I’ll jist drop these here vitals off then be on my way. ?One day,? she sometimes fantasized in her head, ?my stories will be enjoyed by people who think like me. My readers.?And so she kept to her task, writing, rewriting, editing and checking. ?It has to be just right? reasoned the woman, ?just right.?After about two weeks she decided that her story was ready. She had thought of little else as the task of getting her fantasy from her head onto paper had consumed her thoughts.Her little baby of a story was about to make its debut and she was very. Call it an extreme form of nepotism."Adams' face was red and she looked like she was going to burst a vein. She was certainly not happy, that much was obvious."Where is that bastard?" she growled.I shrugged, "He told me he was dead, I'm not sure I believed him. Belial's not going to interfere here in any case. I'm the end game that he was working towards for this particular venture." You don't think you can just waltz in here and take control do you? I don't care what Belial stuck in your head,. Why?” she asked with a hint of hurt confusion. He smiled and reached out to slowly pull open the big soft bathrobe, exposing Rachel’s firm young breasts. “You’re bright to notice my behavior, but not wise enough to reason why.” He spoke with affection, as he uncovered her body. “Ummm… I guess that’s me.” She said after trying to think of an answer. It was getting hard to think now that his hands were on her. Moving casually across her skin, his touch was cool but not corps like. “Are you.