"Strong one please, Marilyn a little milk and one sugar. I need to get my heart beating again." She walked through the lobby to a breakfast room that ...ooked out over the fields towards Dartmoor."Grab a seat, the coffees made, I'll bring it through." I took a seat on one side of the table. It looked as if it was hewn out of one huge log about five hundred years ago, and those years of polishing had given it a patina that could never be reproduced with modern methods. Marilyn came back with a. ’ ‘So your Fume is Savignon aged in oak?’ I asked. ‘That’s correct.’ At last, someone speaking our language. And, although the pours were small, each of the wines was sound and true to its French varietal. ‘Next I’ll pour our red ladder, first our Provencal Dry Rose, then a Merlot, and we’ll finish with our Cabernet – Syrah blend.’ Louie was studying a brochure that listed the grape varieties grown there. Listed, among others, were Mourvedre, Syrah, Viognier, and Grenache. ‘You’re growing all. ”“I’m Liam.”“Why are you here?” Judge Jack asked.Liam adjusted his coat. He pulled out a handkerchief and theatrically dabbed his eyes with it. In a emotional voice, he answered, “I’m here defending this poor wretched widow. This unfortunate woman has ten children, all of whom are in diapers. You should see this poor wretched widow struggle to feed and clothe so many babies. Imagine the anguish of being surrounded day and night by ten babies crying to be fed. It is a sight that will break your. This got me thinking and horny at the same time.We planned to have chicken biryani for dinner but as it was a Saturday night, the tables were full. We would have to wait for a while to get a table. So she suggested, “yaar, can’t wait for long. Let’s just take away our orders and go to my place. My parents are out of station. We will watch some movie or GOT”.I was shocked but putting the pieces together, I did figure out I was in for a treat! So after taking our orders, we crashed into her.