You really could suck a tennis ball through a garden hose, and you fuck like a dream girl.”Still teasing she said, “I can be a great slut, too. Yo... like sluts, don’t you?”“I guess I do – a lot. I’ve discovered that I love sluts.”“Hey, speaking of sluts, are you going to come to the club tomorrow night and watch me dance and be a slut? I promise you special attention.”“I wouldn’t miss it. I’m your ‘husband’ for the week, so whatever you want me to do ‘wife.’”“Ooooh, I like the sound of that. I. Marie has chucked me out and I'll need somewhere tostay. Here will be good because you can not only feed and house me, youcan look after my carnal needs," Bill said around a mouthful of bread andmeat."It's not like I'm asking; you know the situation. You either do thisfor me or I'll fuck up your life. So what do you think?" Bill smiledwickedly."Well Bill that's all subject to negotiation," Michele smiled back athim, playing with her salad."You see, you think you have the upper hand, but I'm. ”It may have been my hunger, but as I ladled out a bowl of stew, it smelled delicious. “I agree, but we can’t do anything right now. My plan right now is to get some sleep. Let the animals rest up. And then head for town in the morning.”“What about those arseholes?” Straight to the point, I thought to myself.With a certain amount of satisfaction, I told her, “The last I saw of them they were climbing a mountain, freezing, hungry and tired. I’d be willing to bet that they’ll either show up in. By now the relationship between them had deteriorated from bad to worse. Daniel growled as he sped his truck nearing the turn. ‘That fucker thinks he knows everything. Wait till I get through with him, he will be homeless and regretting the day when he thought of going against me.’ In his drunken haze he did not notice himself drifting to the opposite lane. As soon as the turn came he saw a car come into view, he impulsively steered himself into the guardrail at the edge of the cliff. He.