’ Jonathan looked more titillated than angry, bless his patient heart. ‘In any event, Agnes, I cannot help but feel I set the stage for something ...ike this to occur sooner or later, particularly while you remain single. But I must say I had not anticipated what you have told me about Irene.’ ‘I do not blame you at all,’ I repeated. ‘Perhaps you were as powerless against all this as I was, Elizabeth, you and your hunger. The hairy ones are the horny ones, after all!’ ‘I’ll drink to that,’. “Oh, he’s out on his tractor,” she said breezily. “Won’t be back for hours.”Bernie had been expecting to talk to both of them and they knew that, but clearly Tabitha felt she could handle it herself.She sat up straight at the head of the table, wearing a knee-length denim skirt and an orange sleeveless cotton top with thin shoulder straps. It showed off her freckled shoulders, of which she was quite proud, and her large, fearless breasts, which had been with her through many a robust coupling.. Robert knew that he had a dim future when he joined the commune. He knew that he could coast until he was old enough, and return to the life he had escaped, but with some low paying job. Robert was smart, as in highly intelligent, and he was cunning from his years of virtually raising himself, and surviving, with his mom. He didn't want to return to that life. He knew that he was the only one that could ensure that didn't happen. Knowledge was his price for access to his body, and he soaked up. Horny. Always has. I guess Bob thought it would help relax me. Well, it certainly did... but... no, I didn't bring any wine." Oops," I said. I motioned over to the kitchen counter, where two empty wine glasses stood, ready to receive their nectar. "I went out and got a couple of bottles, in case, you know, in case, ah..." My voice trailed off while I thought. I recovered. "I didn't realize it had that effect on you. I just thought it would be nice, you know, and I, ah..." I was stumbling around.