I imagined walking with you, listening to you talk, the rapid staccato rhythm of your words. "So, yesterday I took a U-bolt, and stuck one end through...the rear-brakes hole and nutted it on," you say, miming the action with your hands. "The seat tube used to sit on a bolt through the brakes hole, but now it sits over the other end of the u- bolt. I dremeled a groove in the conduit for where it sits against the bottom of the U. There was too much play in the tube, so I cut a--"I consider asking. Tim’s new suits arrive at one o’clock, just on schedule. And shortly after the rather large order he has placed at with the liquor wholesaler for cases of wines and assorted liquors to fill his bar in the dining room and wine racks in the kitchen.The larder is stocked, and even basics are in the refrigerator/freezer. Tim is still in awe about how large this frig is. Even with all he has bought, it is still barely half full. Tim runs to the corner mart, which does have the florist section. And for him to see her, apparently, because his laughter suddenly picked up strength as he continued toward her.He had subsided somewhat by the time he had reached the window and stood in front of her, but not entirely. His shoulders continued to quiver, though, and now he smiled ruefully as he looked at her, shaking his head back and forth as if to say, ‘You got me that time’. Then, still smiling, and silhouetted by the fading light, he wagged his finger at her as if to say, ‘You’ll get. “Fuck you Emma the Almost Pure! Your pussy just swallowed my cock like a swizzle stick! You’ve been fucked recently by a truly big cock, haven’t you? By a cock that you could just barely fit inside you. You’re ready for a rather hard fucking, aren’t you, slut?” asked Jimmy.“Always Master, if it’s doggy style! And especially if it’s with you!” she replied“Tell me who you are Emma!”“Please no!” Emma begged.“Say it now!” Jimmy demanded!“I, I’m your little slut! I’m your little slut!” Emma.