Across the front page, handwritten in dark ink, were the words, ‘The Tragedy of Pyrrhus.’ ‘It’s my novel,’ he admitted sadly. ‘I’ve been...writing it for years. Please, take it, and leave this town in peace.’ He unknotted the twine and leafed through the pages with a trained eye. The edges of his lips tugged upwards higher and higher as we read through. He redid the knot, and tossed it back to one of his men. ‘This should bring in a good income. You have ransomed your village’s safety today, old. I figured they would take a rest while i was gone and so i got things ready in my bedroom. I grabbed several condoms and went back downstairs. As I re-entered the room I saw my lovely girlfriend on her knees in front of Tom while he sat on the couch with his legs splayed open wide and his head thrown back and his hands gently caressing Rose's head as she slowly slid her mouth up and down on his cock with long slow bobbing motions. She took her time going up and slowly sliding her mouth down. Thinking that maybe this would work, I smiled. I also looked up from the candy at the sound of someone entering the store.Rather than a jacket, she wore a green apron of the style that had a strap that went around the neck to hold up a flap that would protect the shirt. The belt ties were wrapped around to the front and knotted into a sloppy bow. She grasped a large paper cup with the coffee shops logo in her left hand."Oh. Hi." She sort of cringed but with a smile. "Sorry, I really didn't. Maybe if I drink something cold, that'll make me forget about it, she thought. The prickly sexual need in her cunt was almost unbearable.She got a bottle of beer out of the refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table to drink it. But she had only swallowed a few sips when her father suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway. She looked up at him.His eyes burned into hers. Both of them knew what was happening. He came over to her chair.Without speaking, he bent down and slipped both of his.