A big man, - obviously at least six foot tall and looking even bigger from my prone position — and built like a brick shit 'ouse as we used to say w...en I was a kid. He really did look as broad as he was tall from my perspective.For a few seconds — whilst I sized the bugger up - he said nothing. During those seconds I chose his right knee as the prospective target for my gas pipe. That should at least have cut the bugger down to my size.Yeah look, besides the little teenage shits who hung around. “Hello darling,” Vic said with a sexy moan. “You knew it was me?” said Jim. They both knew she never got called that time of night. Not even Jane, who tended to call early in the morning or, when she was particularly perturbed, in the middle of the night. Anything between ten at night until two in the morning was Jim’s time. “I hope it’s you,” she said. They laughed. He told her of the trip so far, about Jane and Harry, about Jane’s roommate. “You fuck her?” Vic asked. “Who?” He hadn’t told. As I entered the pub, I was aware that suddenly everyone had gradually gone silent, as they turned to look at me.I walked up to the bar, and the barman Jack Morgan who had been the landlord for many years rushed across with his hand held out. "Welcome back Tony - the first one is on me." As the landlord pulled the pint, most of the other customers gathered round, pestering me with questions.In the end I got Jack to ring the bell and call for silence and I said."My friends, I know you have heard. His hands felt large as they covered her breasts, feeling her warmth shared with his palms. He could feel her nipples harden immediately under his touch. He moved his hand beneath her breasts, supporting her breasts with them as he leaned forward to kiss her neck. His lips moved slowly downward, brushing along the upper surface of her soft skin. The tip of his tongue traced a line along her skin until it reached one of her hard nipples. ‘Oh Kate,’ he whispered as tongue traced a small circle.