He looked at her incredulously. ‘It’s true,’ she said, ‘I’ve been dreaming about all the things I could do with this wonderful donkey dick....�� He frowned and whimpered when she said those last two words. ‘What’s the matter honey?’ she whispered with concern. The kid wasn’t sure how he found his voice again, but he managed to squeak out, ‘That’s what the guys at school call it, a donkey dick. They say I’ll never get a girl because that thing would scare the hell out of any girl that saw it.’. “Could we just go to your flat?” she asked. “I don’t feel like noisy places tonight.”I forbore to enquire who was partying at her place that night.The restaurant ordered a taxi for us, and we ran to it through the pelting rain, and laughing, piled into the back seat. At the other end we ran through the still pelting rain into the hallway of the flats, and stood laughing and giggling as we panted, catching our breath. Then we walked quite sedately up the stairs and I let her in, asking what she. I could hear movement in the shack and as I got to the table she appeared at the door. Her face flushed, the top button of her shorts still unbuttoned. "Hi", she responded, "is there something that I can get for you?" She looked around. "I didn't hear you drive up." I'm parked a little way down the road, I past by and too late decided to stop, so I just pulled over and walked back", I explained."Oh. Did you want some corn or tomatoes? They were just picked this morning." She said with a. I’ll put it in my notes and he will be looked into. Also, I need the name and address of her employer so that I may check into that.” The officer wrote as Jacob told him all the information he could. “And why do you presume this Mr. Thomas has anything to do with this?” The officer questioned. “Is he an ex-boyfriend of Ms. Grayson?”“Um, no… Mr. Thomas is my husband.” Gabby interjected before Jacob could answer.The officer starred down at the still visibly battered Gabby. “And you think he did.