“I want to feel you come up in there.” “It’s not something I usually do,” he began. “But you have done it, yes?” I barked and he nodded....“For fuck’s sake stop talking about it then and get on with it.” He lubed me up well and I groaned with impatience, as I waited for him to oil his meat. “Hurry up!” I demanded. “Put that great fucking thing in my arse.” “You’re sure?” he asked. “Oh, for…” I stopped. “Nah, I’ve just thought of it and figured what the hell, let’s try it. Of course I’m sure. Fuck. " I gloated.Bill and Len tossed their cards on the table and looked glum, leaning back in my chair I prepared to rub it in, but then Tony sighed and placed his cards on the table."Sorry mum." Tony grinned.I stared in disbelief at the four kings he had put down, Bill and Len were suddenly smiling broadly as I gave a rather sickly grin, still trying to figure out what the hell had gone wrong I looked at each of them in turn. Their faces told me that I was in trouble, but I'd played the long odds. I watched as Mr. Smith turn off the microphone and leave the stage. I felt a hand on my arm and turned to look at Ken. "Do you want to get some punch?" he asked loudly trying to rise above the noise of the band. I nodded and we headed for the table where they were serving it.We stood drinking punch and watching the couples gyrating on the floor in front of us. We had just finished our drinks when the band went into a slow number and Ken asked me to dance. I held him stiffly at arms length as my. One day, I was at the market buying some stuff and suddenly, I encountered Nikita aunty. She was carrying 2-3 bags full of groceries and vegetables and was walking back to her home. I waved “hello” and she waved me “hi.”Me: Where are you going, aunty?Aunty: Going back home. I just bought some groceries and vegetables.Me: Oh, seems the bags are too heavy, let me drop you.At first, she denied but later, she said agreed and sat on the back seat of my motorcycle. That was a very memorable day for.