She laughed and asked now banana become ah. I said, don’t make my mood high. She said, beg to your lover da. I replied I will try for more than this... She said, you naughty cock. We continued such talk and I took a masturbate.Next day, in the office, I said Harthi your lover is so lucky. She asked me, why are you this much dry. Are you not getting anything? I replied, leave it. You know yesterday what happened? She asked me what? With a wink I said, guess. Mmmm I got it, you masturbated right?.. I pulled it out of me and it made a different noise. I turned it off and laid it on the bed. I hopped up and put on my shorts and a T shirt. My muscles felt pretty good. Just standing around helping Uncle Bob build the hay bale thingie had given them time to get all better. Plus, I had a full dose of dopamine, or endorphins or whatever my rabbit had been manufacturing in my brain.I went to supper a happy, happy girl.Uncle Bob was surly at supper. That didn’t dampen my enthusiasm at all.“I’m. Try to suppress your enthusiasm, why don’t you? ‘I asked, my treat.’ ‘That’s, I don’t know. Aren’t I supposed to, uh?’ He couldn’t seem to find any word to follow ‘uh’. Had English suddenly become a second language for him? ‘Look, I asked. I have enough money that I won’t feel it, and I want to do something nice as well as spend the time with you.’ Holy shit! I was being sincere. It came out before I had a chance to spin it. ‘All right. What time?’ ‘Six. What do you want to do Friday?’. ”“I need to speak to Grandpa, please let him have the phone.”“OK. I love you daddy.”“I love you both, I see you soon.”Connie’s dad, George, came to the phone. “Carl, Connie told me that she kicked you out and you put your dad up to kick them out. Did you?”“George, I was told by your daughter that I was not exciting enough, and she no longer loved me. Then she told me that I had to move out. I did, and because I work for my dad, I needed to get permission to live in the family house until I find.