You guys go out an’ do stuff weekends, but round Dad’s we do sod-all!”“Clayton, language!”“But Mum, we don’t do nothin’ at Dad’s ......an’ the place smells!”Mum had looked at Jennifer for confirmation and she’d nodded, adding, “Smells of wet washing, poop, wee and baby-sick, like all the time. I have to help her with the washing and stuff. Mum, there’s mugs and plates, even the breakfast plates still on the table by Friday night, and I don’t think she’s hoovered or dusted the place since they. "Mmm," she sighed and whined as cute as she could, which was pretty goddamned cute, "My pussy's still hungry. What you gonna do about it lover?" She turned her head towards him and watched him shift position. Not to the missionary position. Just on his side. She moved her hips near his and draped a thigh across his hip. When he made no move to slip it back in, she placed her hand on the mighty weapon. But instead of jerking it into submission, she touched it with fingertips like a blind woman. He slowly eased up to the front door. Without turning his back to her he groped for the doorknob and twisted it opened then slipped out as fast as he could move. Well she did not opened fire or chased after him. “You are not going to let him off that easily are you?” came Roderick’s voice. Apparently he had come from upstairs. “What do you think?” Sonja said coldly. “So what’s the plan?” said Roderick and came to sit next to her. “Well…I think Rupert is going to have a long holiday sooner than. She slid her fingers in that hot, wet slit and manipulated the wet folds of flesh. She whispered back,? I can’t wait to stick my tongue in that hot pussy.?The seal was broken. The two women had made a connection without all the pomp and circumstance of getting to know one another. In some sort of transcendent way, they were the same person. In some sort of other-worldly dimension, they had been meant to meet and connect immediately.Unaware of the connection that had been made, Rick was.