.,” he began.“Said what?” she half laughed.“When you said, well almost said, said that you didn’t care whose cock ...,” he continued befor... she interrupted his flow.“Oh, for god’s sake, you silly boy,” she said, leaning forward and kissing his forehead.“James, listen to me, really, it meant absolutely nothing, baby. You know, it was just part of the game, that’s all. We both know what the thought of me fucking other men does to your cock, that all it was, baby, please, James,” she replied,. "Good morning," I said softly, so as not to scare her.She looked a little tired, a little lost, and a lot insecure. "Hello " was all I got.I showed her the breakfast that I'd prepared and laid out on the table behind the helm. She settled down and carefully ate fruit, cereal, scrambled eggs, and turkey bacon, two pieces of the toast, and orange juice. She followed it all up with a hot cup of Columbian coffee and a warm cinnamon bun.There was no conversation as she ate. Abigail was not sure of. The church was still there but now there were no railings around it, only stumps where they once had been.Stranger still, there were only two cars on the road, which I could see and that was about half a mile either direction. Then I was taken back by the sound of a double-decker tram passing, I hadn't seen it as I was looking in the opposite direction.What had happened? I knew the location, but everything was different. The street lighting was gas not electric, but the upper floor windows of. "That was amazing Brandi. Sorry it was so quick." He had pulled meclose to him."I am taking it as compliment as a great cocksucker and cum slut. Or atleast I think that is what I heard?" I had leaned back and looked himin the eye as I said it.His face reddened. "Sorry, heat of the moment." So that isn't true? I am not a great cocksucker? I am pretty sure I ama cum slut or at least I am for your cum." I pouted at him as a look ofconfusion came over his face. "Just teasing you. I told you.