French canals were expanded ... the useful ones.The canals that went to places that closed or were ruined by corruption, sloth or avarice stagnated. W...eds, weak locks, uncooperative mayors, failed resources all contributed to the rerouting or abandonment of canals ... not that there were many; water transportation is cheap ... cheaper than rail, truck or air.It is slow. Generally, the canals are quiet and clean. There's no sense in hurrying ... think of the next lock. Waiting for up bound. "You think you can talk to me?!" Eric indignantly demanded, nudging the coffee table a few feet back before shoving Cherry down onto the shaggy carpet. "I don't pay you to talk, slut! Show me what your mouth is good for!" He grabbed a fistful of her hair, slowly pulling her to her knees. She got just a glimpse the rigid, straight cock poking from his briefs before he lifted her by her hair and yanked her down onto it. They'd been dating a while before she worked up the courage to admit her. And so, for the last year and a half, he had been trying to persuade her to have sex with someone else.Surely she deserves to know what a real cock feels like?No! They have to do this! See if she will still stay with him after she has slept with a better man.Finding himself trembling, he gently told his wife that he did.Burt had a restless night and the next afternoon found him on the upstairs computer."Honey! Are you home?" Called out his wife from downstairs."I'm up in the study!" He shouted. In the backlight, it was impossible to see their features.“So what the hell are you doing to this young lady?” A male voice asked.Mr. Smith, who was the owner of the property, recognized the riders as his nearest neighbors.“Ohh, hi Marge and Sam! Nice to see you! It’s been a while!”“Hi Paul. Tell me: What the hell is going on here?”Paul (Mr. Smith) motioned the horse riders to move some distance away from the scenery with Sonia and had a lengthy talk with them. Then, both riders dismounted.