Well there's a thought."Fuckin' hell!" Honestly, there are times when her language can be rather unladylike."Oh, I do hope so," I said, "it's where I'... going for sure. I've no wish to go to heaven, that's where good girls go." Shut up and don't be silly!" she exclaimed. "What about spare parts and that sort of thing? Are they reliable?" Yes, spare parts are generally available and yes, pretty reliable. They were built to cope with American roads in the thirties. There is something else. .." Rick stood. "Next test: Get down, fish out my cock, and suck. And before you ask me stupid questions, yes, I'm serious!" All right." Janine knelt up and worked at Rick's fly. "I can't believe I'm doing this." You don't have to, Honey," Rick told her calmly. "You can just walk away. Frankly, you might be too cantankerous for Doc Bradley -- he's a gentle soul..."It was just the right note for Rick to take; Janine, worried that she was being stupid and passing up what would eventually be an. ‘Err I found a piece of jewellery on the internet, and it seems that you might have it for sale here.’‘What is it then?’ Peter found the owner of the voice, an old woman. Perhaps in her youth she may well have turned a few heads, now she was very much in the twilight of her life, youth a thing of the past, her skin like the contours of a map.‘Well it looks like a ring,’ Peter began to describe the piece, ‘but instead of going on your finger, it...’ He began to become a little embarrassed,. She was about 4 glasses of wine in and really open to having Spencer join us. I called the pizza joint and ordered a za. Like clockwork, Spencer was at our door in under 45 minutes. Spencer was in his late 30's, tall, kinda lanky, with sandy blond hair. For a pizza guy he always looked good, dressed good and smelled good. And tonight was no exception. Liz answered the door in nothing but a housecoat and a pair of black stilettos. Under the house coat she was completely naked. I sat on.