A true punk goddess. But all of that slid into the background for me as the music, and the beer, began to take hold of Mona. Her head bowed, it lolled...on her shoulders as they swayed to the rhythm of whatever soulful tune it was that played from the stereo. The melody seemed to shudder through her like a soft sneeze as it caressed its way down her just slightly rounded belly and descended into her graspable hips. Soon Mona was standing off of her barstool in order to be able to bring herself. After taking off her shirt she kissed granny on the mouth again, and at the same time, she felt her gnarled hands opening the latch of the bra behind her back. Julie's own hands moved downwards and started to remove granny's pants.Granny had angular and rough features, and since she was seventy-two, her naked skin and breasts were saggy and liver-spotted. She had a thin tuft of gray hair between her legs, and the mound of her labia was visible through it.Julie was perky and freckled and cute. Materiality. Come, m'lady Countess ? come and dine with us!" I will, sir!" I told him, and meant it.I sat down with the mayor and his family and we had a lovely roast pig dinner together. I was delighted with the mayor's twin daughters, Mascha and Sasha, both of whom accepted me as Countess Bathory without question or hesitation."They're wonderful kids!" I thought while I watched them eat, even as I ate my own dinner. "I just wish I could do something special for them, for they must be. I trawl through the internet finding them. Watching them all. I’ve been doing it for years ... I love them all ... Well, not the Brazilian rubbish – all those girls having orgasms the second they see a dog’s cock ... That’s so fake ... I love it when it’s real ... I love the Russian stuff, real women with real dogs, sucking cock and licking arse ... That stuff ... Those Russian girls are filthy...” She smirks, nodding at her own comment, then continues, “And then you guys – the UK of Zoo came.