He won’t care.”“We have money. We rarely use it. Only for tea and flour. Sometimes sugar.”“OK. Zeke, d’ya know where George dosses?”“I...na Joorook Ngarri. After yiz pass the airport.”“Fine.” Jos turned to the elder. “We’ll need over $100 as we’ll need to fill up.”“As you wish.” He produced a bundle of twenties from a tucker bag and handed some to Jos. “Go!”They made the loop off the Victoria Highway to fuel up at the IOR, then Zeke drove to the Kimberley where they bought a half-dozen burgers,. Listening to the stories here tonight, I'm afraid it's not on the same level, but it kind of shows something about the way womenfolk work. And that knowledge, earned long before this thing took place, has come in 'good stead' to me. Whatever good stead means!"The Story"My kids were all grown, my wife had died, and I was in that age when the miracle drug, Viagra, was sometimes needed. Sometimes not, but to be safe should be taken when you weren't sure, or you might very well be sorry." I was. The press had made a big thing about her alleged relationship with Robbie Williams but it was all a front to cover up Robbie's homosexuality. In fact when she was supposed to be having it off with him on holiday, Robbie was having an intimate sexual relationship with British TV front man Jonathan Ross. Two so-called top male hunks were as gay as they come, yet weren't brave enough to come out. She sympathised a bit with Robbie a bit but not with Ross who was making a career out of his manliness. Yet, her pussy continued to throb. She wondered if he was truly as heartless and cold as he had treated her. Was he the type of man that used a woman solely for his sexual gratification and then throws her away like yesterday’s garbage?“You’re a fool, Carly Victoria Pallson,” she sobbed.Carly placed her both hands on the steering wheel and took a deep breath.“You asked him to,” she whispered.The little voice inside her head corrected her, “ You begged him to.”She shifted her hips on the car.