..” she acknowledged as I grabbed her arm and spun her around.Pushing her towards the foot of the stairs, she stumbled forwards, somewhat awkwardly,...as the collar unbalanced her stance. I reached quickly into my jacket pocket, retrieved the key to the padlock and pushed it into her hand before my free hand landed hard on her arse cheek. “Get up there now, bitch. You’ve got fifteen minutes to prepare and take this with you. You know what to do. Now, move!” I ordered as I tucked the small parcel. ...for farting?" It fuckin' reeks in here" he complained "Go on, hop it" But it's Christmas" I protested weakly "C'mon where's your Christmas spirit you old Scrooge?" If I didn't have to pay maintenance to my bitch ex wife and my son, I wouldn't be driving dirty fat chubbas like you home," he snapped angrily "I'd be drinking Christmas spirit down the pub with my mates. Now will you get out?!" Fine" I snapped back, pushing at the door and - I have to confess - feeling very grateful for the cold. After the meal was over and the wine finished, David set his trap. “I would suggest coffee, but it is cheap and nasty here. Normally I go home and make my own, but I don’t suppose...”“I’d love to join you,” said Gillian, much to his pleasure.Happily settled in David’s sitting room with cups of coffee he had quickly made, the conversation turned to more domestic affairs with Gillian expressing surprise that it was so neat and tidy for a bachelor residence. David explained that although he was a. But he just smiled and commented, "This is good but I wish it was a little spicier."I thought 'what the fuck', then I took a bite of mine and...Flashback – Ben – Undisclosed locationJack took a bite of 'his' burrito and I thought the top of his head was going to explode like in the cartoons when someone ate something too hot. He didn't realize I had switched the position of the burritos on the manifold because I knew he'd doctored the hell out of mine.Jack barely croaked, "I need water."I.