“Get some sleep, you look like you need it.”Don was next, and I gave him a similar envelope but asked him to look at the plans that he had drawn u... when he built a double garage at his place.“I want one put here.” and I showed him where then we went round the site discussing various things until the other lads arrived and I left them all to their jobs.I spent a couple of hours picking up rubbish from around the site, then I called it a day and went home.Mum was mowing the lawn wearing a pink. ''Really?' Manny said, feeling a heat of envy that the second Manny was better than him in every aspect.'Fool! Who wants a stupid name like Manny?' He tossed Manny's plaque into the trash bin. He beat his chest. 'My name is Adiwalala, Master of the Penile Arts.'Adiwalala pasted his MPA certificate on top of Manny's programming cert. Then he spotted a photo of Manny's wife. 'She is beautiful. I believe you cannot please her like I can.' He patted his loins tastefully, stroking it like a pet. How he loved the sound of that. He thought of her as he unbuttoned his trousers, imagining how their first time would be. Their wedding night. Or even before then. Under their tree, perhaps... Yes, he liked the thought of that. She’d be in her white dress. Looking radiant, like she had looked today. He recalled a few of the details he had committed to memory hours earlier and they fuelled his imagination. The way her dress hugged her body, the feel of her hand on his, the way her pupils. In his country, for an offence as serious as Susans she would be fucked by all men present.I was loving this more and more but i did say to him that perhaps they could fuck her another time, and went on to explain about when she got drunk she can never remember anything the next day.and went on to say to him, that i would willingly bring her back for them to fuck her.The owner instantly agreed to this, but added that she must have more punishment.I immeadiately suggested that Susan should be.