I know you guys eat early down there in Smallville," he said."Insult me again, and I might just skip dinner," I suggested. I controlled myself, so tha... I didn't add, you might not have any teeth to eat it with."I didn't mean that as an insult to you personally," he said."Mike, when you realize you are digging your own grave, it's time to put down the shovel," I suggested."Okay then I will stop by for you at six." You do that hon, but remember we don't dress for dinner in Smallville," I snapped. I enjoy the game so much more now, too. It wasn't my maininterest as a man but now I'm keen to practise and play at every availableopportunity. I even looked at new rackets in town yesterday, but I'll have to becareful with my money. There were some really cool tops, too, in the sportsshop, but here we can only wear buttoned-up polo shirts.I saw the boys' Rugby team getting on a coach for an away match yesterday. Wehad to go and cheer them off anyway. They looked weird with their top buttonsall. To us, she was a gentle soul.Husband is a typical chauvinist, very restrictive, checks her phone etc. As our family has looked after them for years, I was trusted!Lately, she had gone extreme in her cooking – too much spice, food served too hot. Boy, she was also in full form, you could here her killing mosquitos which the electric bat with full vigour, totally unlike her sweet nature. This behaviour carried on, I did overhear her talking about how she hated her husband, but tradition meant,. I sat as well for awhile, just waiting for the lasagna to finish cooking. It wouldn’t be long. Soon enough, though, Gloria was laying down on the floor behind Fuzzbutt, playing with the cock cage again, and slapping Fuzzy's balls every few seconds, forcing him to make that ridiculous squeak.Gloria saw me looking and started giggling, and then laughed harder every time Fuzzy squeaked. I couldn't contain giggles of my own, and Nina started in too when she opened her eyes a moment to see what was.