”“There was only one thing that I wanted, and that was to fuck Jane, but you prevented me from doing that. Oh I know that it was very pleasant to ...ave you suck my cock and I was delighted when you showed Jane how to do the same for me. But then you stopped me from fucking her here, and then she refused to see me again, so now I will not be able to deflower your precious little daughter. That honour will belong to some other man. So now you have to suffer and be punished for preventing me from. A lot of restaurants in the south serve grits with breakfast as a standard. Folks out here are rare that eat them, so I decided to serve them like I used to in the south. After two years, over half of my breakfast customers won't have their meal without them. So anyway," she laughed, "give that southern breakfast a chance, and try them. Can't ever tell, you might be another conversion."They joked for a moment, and she left to get their order. "Don't bet on it," Bill said, laughing."I don't. "Oh my god, are you okay?" he asked. She was sat in her own bed, slowly she looked round and saw her man, he was a little pale. "You were having a nightmare" he said in a kind voice, Amy just smiled. "Sorry" she said, leaning her head against his chest. Rick wrapped his arms around her, "You scared me" he said with a half laugh, "do you want a drink?" Amy nodded and he carefully pushed her away, standing and leaving the room. A feeling lingered with her, outside light rain pattered against the. Agnes and I were leaning into each other frequently as we ate.When the meal was over, I went for more coffee bringing the pot back and topping off each cup. Only Mom added anything to her coffee. Mom said, “You drink your coffee straight?”Agnes responded, “If it needs sweetening, I just have Eric stir it with a finger.” She smiled at Mom innocently.Mom said, “Son, she is a keeper. She’s sharp. Just don’t let her see the real you when your knuckles drag the ground.” Mom and Agnes grinned at each.