“Oh I'm sorry to hear that,” I replied. “Don't worry about it, shit happens right?” Hanna asked. “I guess so, let's get this done, I'm sure ...ou'd rather be home, than be here with me,” I replied. “I don;t know about that,” Hanna said as she rubbed her foot up against my leg. Was she sending me a signal? Did she have the hots for me? “Whoa, that's my leg you know,” I said. “I know that. Maybe I felt like rubbing my foot on your leg, is that a crime? And honestly if you are here with me, you. Look, I desperately need some help.” “Come in then Hazel.” Sue closed the door. Mary heard them coming up the stairs, and hurriedly covered herself up with a sheet. Sue opened the bedroom door. “Hazel here has a problem.” “Hello Hazel, what is the matter?” “This is very embarrassing. I’ve done something very stupid. I overheard the girls talking about a special night out, and they talked me into going with them. I must have had too much to drink because I arrived home with a tattoo and my. Ron keeps quite a few on DVD but Sarah wanted to show how the cable and internet accounts worked so, while she taught Alex, Brent and I curled up on the couch. Ron and Allison sat beside us after popcorn and drinks were served, again not allowing me to help. Sarah sat by Allison, and finally Alex found his place between Brent and Ron, both of whom were doting on their little fishing buddy. Life was good. The evening ended too soon and, as far as the drive back to our home went, too late.. At first it was sort of 'flick the switch' and watch the puppet perform, but after a number of days the words of her husband finally were cemented and when she eventually repeated with a giggle, what he called her 'bird song', he was satisfied. 'I'm just a fuck I want cock and I'm available to who ever wants me'.Now sitting in the compartment, her mind was just drifting along, almost like the landscape that waffled past. Suddenly the door opened and two men, as black as night entered. There was.