Mary served me up lunch, well sandwiches on a tray in the small lounge, and as I was eating them Gerry popped in, to ask if I were being looked after,...but when she saw the sandwiches she said. "The ladies are looking after you I see, see you later." Then disappeared out again.That afternoon I took a stroll and as I was passing I called in to Margaret's home. I rang the old-fashioned door pull on the side and could hear the bell ring inside. A lady in her late fifties answered the door."What do. There are over 1200 varieties of these Lepidoptera moths.” Issy smiles and anxiously continues uncertain as always about her listener’s level of interest. “Be careful around the bushes as the sap can irritate your skin and especially your eyes.” Isabella looks at John to query whether or not he is following her line of discussion and has any real interest in these captivating flowers. Convinced John has genuine interest, or at least is feigning such interest, Issy continues. “The most. It was funny watching her pound them into her with a hammer.”Beth said, “Cool. I am going to have so much fun with this bitch. But we need to go to lunch and meet up with everyone else.”Jeni said, “Yea I guess we have to, but I got to tell you this whore loves eating pussy. You will have to go with us after lunch and she can eat you. And her brother Ron has one nice cock. Even this bitch loves it.”Beth then turned to me and asked, “So you fuck and suck your brother bitch?”I stood there naked in. That made me giggle, first thing that came into my mind was S telling me how she sucks cock… E saw that, asked me what’s so funny, and I told her that I think is funny how she suffers and my friend doesn’t give a fuck anymore. She did not appeared to be bothered, and I was intrigued how calm she was. I started to pay more attention to her and I saw her sad eyes, her bright smile with her imperfect smile, but still beautifull. All at once I hugged her, and told her that I know S was an idiot for.