Jim has just left and the rear door lock is jammed, could you be a dear and pop round please?”“Not a problem Clare be there in half an hour, get t...e kettle on!” Mike grinned as he put down the phone, game on, he thought and already felt the familiar warmth in his eager cock!Clare opened the door to Mike in her usual loose tee-shirt and jeans that to be honest were a couple of sizes too small. ”Oh, Mike, you are a dear! The thought of not being able to lock the door frightens me and with Jim. I feel very ill." Huh! Well, I suppose you just haven't got the stamina, have you m'dear? I'll have to cancel the clients I arranged for you this week. They're going to be damned disappointed. Get well soon, and I won't have any sympathy for you if you're off one day longer than the doctor's note says. Stupid bitch dyke!"With that there was a sudden click as the Director put his receiver down. Ana gently lowered the portable phone, and stared at Binta and Wahata with a face drained of all. I haven’t gotten a bouquet in a while. My husband used to buy me flowers all the time, but he passed away about eleven years ago.” “You’re welcome. My mama always told me you should never go over to somebody’s house empty handed. I’m very sorry to hear about your husband.” “It’s been so many years now. I have a very full life with lots of friends. I’m very busy with my lady friends. I’m not a lesbian or anything, I just have lots of women friends.” We both giggled at her lesbian comment. I. Both now farmed olives and grew vines and from what we could tell from Verenestra and William did it very well indeed. Neither now involved themselves in politics though as a favour to their daughter had agreed to see us and with their permission we had also invited Dhunvael to attend.Neither of the pair looked particularly regal now dressed in their work clothes, though both gave off a sense of ingrained nobility of spirit whilst Dhunvael was dressed in the clothes of a working.