On the paperwork so I called my husband he said he would make some calls to see if he could sort it out, in the meantime he said to see if I could sor... anything with them. I made them a coffee and tried to reason it out with them but all I got was if you don't give us the money or the keys we'll just break in to get it on the recovery truck.The main one then walks over to me pulls the cord on my robe pushes it open say what you think to his 2 colleges. OK lady you let us fuck you and we'll tell. The thoughts faded as soon as he spoke."Come on Mary, move thy self, or you will be late for the Reverend." Thomas chided from the bedroom door."I may not go to the vicarage today Thomas my love." She replied."Why are thee ill Mary?" Thomas asked, his grey eyes showing naught but concern."I am..." Mary coughed, "I am unsure if I should ever return there Thomas."Thomas crossed the room and sat on the edge of their bed, he stroked back his almost white hair with a trembling hand. "But why? Has. Mike was nearly as happy as William had been when Misti had told him that she, also might be expecting. They were nearing their 10th anniversary, and it was, to him, long enough, by far. He had insisted that, as soon as she knew for sure, she call her parents and let them know. They were discussing having her parents come and live with them. They had gathered the paperwork, and had planned to send it to them. They had talked about it many times. Mike was missing them almost as much as Misti. And to make matters worse, she looked stunning. I hated the bitch then and even more now.But I digress. Seeing her made up my mind and I booked a cruise with the intention of reviving my flagging sex life. Since the arsehole had gone I have been romantically attached to only the second finger on my right hand and an ageing vibrator. I need cock.The cruise was such a success I found true love with my left hand second finger and a very large dildo I bought in a shop in Marsailles.I got home.