"No, Sweets, you can't," Joanna replied. "You have to be much older - they wouldn't let you in." She shot Hannah a sideways glance and winked.Hannah w...nked back and the conversation turned to other matters. It had been a long weekend for all of them and it was back to school and work in the morning so the party broke up early, but not until everyone had helped clear up after dinner despite Hannah's feeble protests. "Rubbish," Joanna cut her off. "It is no trouble and besides you need to be. "I haven't seen forty since you were in diapers," Shirley added.Now it was Bobby's face that filled with disbelief."I'm going to be sixty-one next month," she concluded."Would you like another drink?" Shirley asked an obviously stunned Bobby."I think that maybe I've had too many already," came his reply.He sat there for a few moments, then asked if it would be okay if he turned off the television. Suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable watching porn with a woman older than his grandmother."Is. She squirms and squeaks trying not to make a sound.‘Now lets try this again.’ He takes another piece of papaya. ‘Open your mouth.’ He slides the spear half way into her mouth and then he mashes it into her face. She swallows what portion she can and wears the rest.‘Look at my messy little girl.’He picks up a piece for himself and eats it. ‘Mmm, fresh, sweet, and juicy. Just the way I like ’em.’She smiles at him.‘Want an egg?’She nods yes.He takes one of the poached eggs and eats it. ‘Done. “She sure is,” he replied thickly.“Good,” smiled Quentin. Obviously, his threat of a little earlier, to thrash the girl ‘until she wouldn’t be able to tell Easter from Christmas’, unless she did exactly what they wanted, was having an effect! “Like it?” asked Quentin.Havers nodded again. And again that fatuous grin appeared.“Yeah . . . reckon I do . . .” Melissa’s lips and probing tongue were sending strange shivers up and down his spine. And, by God, there was plenty more the girl was going to.