"Yes, she told me. Is there anything I can bring?" Jill asked."No, but thanks for offering; we have everything we'll need. You and your husband just c...me and have a good time, Jill," Molly said. "We're all looking forward to meeting Kyle. Amber has told us so much about him."Jill's head jerked toward Amber and she glared at her. She wondered just how much Amber told the other women about Kyle and his messing around. Jill also wondered if the women would think she was the reason her husband went. Paula tried to put on herbest stern face as she ordered Les to leave.“I don’t think so, you look fine in that red dress,” Lescommented and pushed the bedroom door closed and startedwalking toward Paula.Paula continued to yell at the man to get out of herhouse. She threatened that John would be home soon butthe large man continued to come toward her. When Paularealized he was not going to stop, she tried to run pasthim. Les reached out with his meaty hands and grabbed athandful. But he didn’t gather up the guts to put his hands inside his undies. He kept on fondling it, touching it, pressing it, looking for balls over his fabric. But inside his head it was laddo phooots. He started thinking, cut? Uncut? How big would his balls be? He went further and further deep into his thought imagining dirty things that Neel would do to his butt.Apparently Neel was impatient, and he pulled down his three fourths and now he whispered in Ravi’s ear : “Panduka cheysko” and let out a. '" Merry took another pinch from his snuff box."Charlie must have meant to antagonize Braxton-Clark by reminding us that he had started life as a butcher's boy. It certainly succeeded in doing just that, for I could see that Braxton-Clark was livid with anger. However he kept his composure, and replied, in a sneering tone, that his name was Jarvis, and that St. John must be as drunk as a fiddler's bitch not to able to recall the name. All of Braxton-Clark's cronies laughed at that and poor.