So let’s try for a perfect score. Remember our contestants are competing for a once in a lifetime prize.’ ‘Please remember this is an honor syst...m game. We particularly caution our female guests not to fake orgasms- we want our winner to win fair & square. After 50 rounds of fucking, if neither contestant has withdrawn, the lady with the most points wins. If the score is tied, then there will be a sudden death playoff, details of which will be announced at the time should such eventuality. The women remembered what to do; they grabbed their shotguns and ammunition, and ran to their same positions from when we were attacked the last time. I sent my deputies to the upstairs windows, thinking that their experience in fighting would better let them take advantage of the opportunity for plunging fire.We still had a few minutes, so I reminded the women to shoot the horses if the attackers started riding around the house shooting at us from horseback. I hoped that they would use that. Then Aidan swore up a storm, a carton of eggs hitting the terra cotta floor with a noisy splat. Broken white shells, yellow yolk and thick egg whites splattered over the kitchen floor.Twisting to stare at the disaster on the floor, an attractive frown on his face as if affronted by the eggs, like they'd deliberately fallen to annoy him, the frying pan in his hand swept across the counter. An orange juice carton went flying, the plastic cap bursting off as it hit the tiled floor, orange juice. Soon as I did she left.I thought YES. that will teach her coming in here in my bedroom waking me up , and especially when i'm on nightshift. a few days later i was back on nightshift thinking all was solved. how wrong I was, usual routine opens the door, shuffles round the bed to the radiator under the window, stuffing the clothes on it, not caring about the blinds pushes open making the room bright when i had a nightshift to go to. I will not deny I was angry as fuck. so I thought fuck the.