"You say we can make love in here?" Alice asked."Most certainly. And as we have a month, why don't we slip off right now if you'd like." Susan said."I...think I shall enjoy this very much." Alice grinned.Later they lay together enjoying the blissful afterglow of love."How did you ever get so good at making love?" Susan asked."I invented it, silly." Alice replied, dreamily."Seriously?" Susan asked."Yes, seriously. Before me, there was just mating. I mean it was pleasant, but it was over with much. I gave her a light slap on her bottom, relishing the tingling in my hand. “For Christ’s sake Tony! Here we are, about to embark on a kinky escapade and you want to break it down to clinical discussion. And yes, dopamine is a neurotransmitter.” I spanked her again, slightly harder this time, and she purred. A dawning realisation came over me. “Wait, are you baiting me? Trying to get me mad to make it easier for me to spank you?” She turned around, looking at me with a mischievous grin on her. Now it was accepted for tramps of the roads without a coin in their purse to freely take such divinely blessed gifts, but my act was pure puerile rebellion, and punished accordingly. From the start, nothing seemed to go right, beginning with the problem that I soon received a report that Mumford’s wagon loaded with the small pony kegs of oil suffered the improbable misfortune of breaking a wheel and then the rear axle, right in the center of the marketplace. This caused all of the barrels to. "Now Abbie," continued Miss Barnard, "as with most care work, the wages we pay are shockingly poor. However, you will find that many of our oldies will be more than generous with their pensions to a young girl who gives them a particularly personal service - if you see what I mean." Oh, but I would never..." Then you will probably starve, my dear. Now look, these old dears have their bed and board paid for. They are kept warm and fed often. They only have two things to spend their pensions on,.