‘We need a new name for the town.’ ‘What town Eddie?’ ‘Pinchgut.’ ‘Oh Christ, I see World War 3 coming.’ Eddie grinned. ‘Plant the i...ea and stir quietly Mae and use the assistance of good friends. You may be surprised just how many friends you have in that town who owe the survival of their community and their good fortune to you Mae, or should I say St Mae. ‘This meeting is over,’ Mae sighed. * * * Joe was delighted. ‘That’s a surprise because Mae doesn’t like me much. I’ve screwed her a few. ?I suppose that?s the price you pay for beingefficient & dependable.? She sensed, rather than saw a flicker ofmovement behind her. Suddenly, a gloved hand was forcing a large rubber ballbetween her jaws. Panicking, she reached up to grab the wrists of the unknownattacker. His grip was like iron. Without any leverage, she was unable to stopthe straps being buckled tightly behind her head. Catching a glimpse of a black balaklava as she fought to break free, she felt her armstwisted up behind her. I felt my loins stir.She must have become aware of my presence and turned around. When she saw who it was she greeted me with a hug. As her body pressed into mine I caught her fragrance and my cock began getting hard."Sorry to bother you again Alan!" No problem", I retorted."Glen and I are having a barbeque tonight and wanted to know if you could come and join us?"Glen was her husband and owned the local surf shop. He came with the whole surfer package - long sun bleached hair and dark. The only other client in the diner was the motorcyclist. He was seated at the counter talking with the waitress. From the nature of their body language it appeared as though the two knew each other. The waitress stood at the counter, relaxed with her weight supported on one leg. She would shift to support herself with the other leg on occasions in the manner practiced by people who stood all day. Her right hand kept going up to her head to tuck in a stray hair here and there.Nora headed.