This might be justice, Boyle thought, but it was certainly not mercy. Fortunately, the wise gléaman was soon at his side and knew exactly what to do....Summon your concubina, the woman you claim as your common-wife and your children, are they nearby in the woods?" The man nodded and called for them and after a few moments of indecision and fear, they came to his side."Young mistress," The Lore-Master sternly asked, "your protector is in great peril of his life and freedom. Would you share his. He is quite young 25-30 . slim , quite a nice guy.I lower the window ....me . hey mate how are you doing ? him fine thanks , god you look nice .me thanks .do you want to get in? yes please. he climbs in him , god I cant believe this , I don't know what im doing here , I am not even gay or anything , but you look so sexy . I love stockings . that's ok , I say . him , can I touch your stockings please..cause you can ...he runs his hand up and down my leg , my skirt was pulled down nice and neat. We live month to month. Some months are good and some aren't. We get by, but shit, it's tough some times. I'd hate to think Al would hold out on me." I think that's what's bugging me. I'm holding out on Judy and I'm not sure why." That's easy. You don't trust her." She said it flatly without any hesitation."You think?" I know. I can tell. There's something wrong between you two and I'm pretty damn sure it isn't you." Why do you say that?" I know you, Jake. You are right up front. Straight .... When I awoke the next afternoon Sandra was sitting there, staring at me, with a bottle of whiskey in her hand. “Boy, you really fucked up. The boys won't fix the wagon and they want us gone. Do you always think with your dick?” Because I really didn't really recollect too much of the previous evening I couldn't defend myself too well from her wrath. She let me have a swig of the whiskey, which helped, and told me what she knew of what had gone on. I was abashed at what I heard, especially when.