She was impressed by you and asked for you specifically. As you may know, she and her sisters effectively own the bank. Do you like her?" Like her? Go...d heavens! Mr. Burke, sir, she is a lady — a real lady. My mother worked for a family when she was very young. She told me about them. She's the one who insists I speak properly and act properly. She is always saying that was the way real ladies act."Her eyes began to tear again as she continued, "The other thing she says is that real ladies are. By now everyone in the cinema had noticed us and noone was watching the film. The guy next to her was rubbing himself with one hand and was furtively placing his hand on here stockinged thigh with the other. She wasn’t objecting.She put her hands on my head and pushed me hard into her crotch, then she asked me to take her down the front where there was more room. The atmosphere was electrical as she walked slowly to the front in only her basque and stockings. I heard a few appreciative comments. The group made comments like brill, or ‘wow’, Stephen asking how much of it was put on Alice? To which she grinning said that the orgasm was real, awesome, and totally real, but Flynn, well he was not only Gay, he minced as he walked which was why she always blocked him from view as they walked, he lisped which was why the thing was dubbed, and he never came or even put out any pre-cum either so it was a dry old do, but worst of all his partner, a fat blonde chap, was on the set, and every-time. Are we going to be able to do that?”“You’re a lot better companion than Pickles in many, many ways.”“I should hope so,” I snickered. “You don’t have to hose off the corner of the deck where I do my business.”“But you leave sticky spots on the sheet, so that’s a draw...”“You’re a beast.”“You knew that and STILL married me.”“I did. I’ve been deluded before.” ‘And this is the BEST one’, I thought to myself. We have traffic in the canal with us, a towboat with a couple of barges headed in the.