. it’s irreplaceable,” Dafyd let the sherry really loosen his tongue now.“And here’s another complication. I still ... think of you on some le...el as my ... husband. It’s hard to let go of that. Shagging other fellows is one thing. Marrying another man ... your best mate, or former one at that, just seemed ... still a bit surreal. Odd. Off. At least without you there to give your blessing, at any rate. That’s something that still seems ... a bit improbable at this phase, unless I’ve greatly. It is for you to look...touch....feel....excite... and use as you please.While saying this, Jessica walked around the living room up and down, totally naked, like a lecturer walking around the auditorium during her talk, addressing her audience, and capturing their undivided attention. Allow me to release your sex demons, She added, "My only rule is that you reject every repression that society and your mother has taught you. The rule is that you ask for what you want, at the time you want. Then laid herself flat, using her coat as a pillow...and waited.There was stillness and - other than the grunting and groaning of the woman on the screen being fucked in the ass - silence. She said nothing. She did nothing. And neither did the crowd of guys around her...at first. I could tell that the guys didn't know what to make of this woman - should they touch her? Should they present their cocks to her? Walk away? She gave no indication that it was acceptable to do anything, so the crowd. “What the f...” the man started to say but never got to finish.“You heard me fella! Git your sorry ass outa here or I’ll blow yuh head off!”Those very demanding words were coming from a little mound of oilskin that resembled a raincoat standing only ten feet away in the pouring rain. Sticking out of that crumpled old oilskin raincoat was the barrel of some sort of shotgun with a bore that looked like it could take down an elephant or two if need be. Further up the raincoat was a hood that.