Williams?" Bouve asked."Oh yes, but you have told me that Seth is all right. That is the important thing. I have some sherry. No liquor, I'm afraid, b...t perhaps just a glass of cool water or some buttermilk." Nothing, thank you, Mrs. Williams. I'll bid you good night. I must return home. Mrs. Bouve, you know, hasn't been well since..." His voice dropped, and he looked at his empty sleeve and then at Seth's mother. Perspiration dotted his face. "Perhaps a glass of water," he said."Yes, of. My cousins, Thomas and David, they’re perverts, maybe that’s normal, I mean, with so little girls at school, they know it’s going to be a miracle if they get a date before going to college, that’s probably the reason for them to be obsessed with sex.Yes, they watch porn, tons of it, I hear them in their rooms, day and night, I find the proof in the morning, on their bedsheets and on their underwear. Aunt Helena ignores it, they’re her precious boys, and nothing they do is wrong. Also, the fact. I never used to think about it all that much, until I tasted what it was like. I used to hear the girls chattering and giggling about it at college and at work, but I never used to take much notice of them. Ever since I went out with the taxi driver and our subsequent break-up, I've been thinking about it all the time. The feeling of his chest hair on my nipples, his thick penis in my hand, his lips and tongue on my opening, and his eager thrusts inside me - all the time that wonderful feeling. ”“You’re lying!” Emma said in a hostile voice.“Why would I bother lying to you?” Hailey asked in a harsh tone. “I don’t know you and I really don’t like you very much. I wouldn’t waste my time lying to you.”Hailey’s response caught Emma off guard. She had been nice from the moment she sat down but now Hailey had pretty much told her off.“You were arrested?” Emma asked when she got her balance back.“It was worse than that,” Hailey said, glancing around. “Come on inside with me. I have a brand.