" Yes, yes, Edmond, that is true, but you forgot at that time a little debt to our neighbor, Caderousse. He reminded me of it, telling me if I did not...pay for you, he would be paid by M. Morrel; and so, you see, lest he might do you an injury"--"Well?" Why, I paid him." But," cried Dantes, "it was a hundred and forty francs I owed Caderousse." Yes," stammered the old man."And you paid him out of the two hundred francs I left you?"The old man nodded."So that you have lived for three months on. I am curious, but with all the chaos at home, I’ve put my curiosity on hold until Saturday. If I don’t know what you’ve been up to by, let’s say, two o’clock Sunday morning, then I will get very curious.”“Why two o’clock?”“If I was waiting for you at home after you’d been to a dinner, or a night out with friends, I think around about two is probably when I’d start to worry if you hadn’t come home. Exactly when Saturday night ends, for entertainment purposes, is a bit vague and I’m sure there. “By then I was out of the car and circling the threesome as I am now. Of course, Carol was short a cock since I wanted to keep recording. Yet as she leaned over to share sucking Tom, I fingered her hot, wet and tight pussy—I didn’t want her to feel left out, after all.”That’s when Tom pushed his finger deeply into Carol’s occupied pussy—alongside my cock. I wanted to pull out, but the extra tightness felt too intense. He rubbed my cock and her hot pussy at once. We both moaned. Tanya reclaimed. If she or they came around and wanted to buy me lunch I’d eat with them and listen to their lies and then go home.And then, I “was” eating lunch with them, both of the senior Hardys. They’d surprised me at the Pasture; well, they knew where to find me pretty much any time that I wasn’t working, and especially Saturday lunch time.“It’s been a while,” said Grant. I shrugged.“Can’t fault your reasoning,” I said.“In our defense, we may be guilty but so are you,” he said, “Yes,” said Penelope,.