"Of course. You?" Sammel replied. Pocketing his tenth-mark coin.Max chuffed at that and patted his coin purse. "Naturally." He said. He hefted his own...knapsack onto his shoulder and cinched his belt up a bit. He came up to Sammel's chest in height, and was just as broad, if not slightly more so. His short legs made keeping up with the youth difficult on short walks, but on long treks, as they planned now, his superior endurance made up for the human's longer gait.They grinned at one another and. Shed never thought about herself as an exhibitionist before but the idea of being caught violently fucking herself by a stranger was sort of appealing in its own way. Holding her hot cup of coffee, Lucy flicked through the vast array of Sky TV channels. 900 channels of fuck all, She said to the empty room. Rather than spend the evening watching the re-runs of every show there is she decided to look inside Kerrys DVD drawer. After placing her coffee on a coaster, Lucy knelt in front of the TV. She didn't know any of these people and she couldn't help but wonder if her “Tom” was as turned on watching her as she was watching her couple. She was a grown woman and she didn’t have to answer to anyone. This week was about her, her relaxation, her centering, her time and her fun. She picked up her binoculars and look through the kitchen window to see if he was still watching. She saw him still there like a dog waiting for a bone from his master. She poured herself another glass of wine and. ’ ‘You don’t listen to him, there ain’t nothin’ wrong with words like that,’ Stubby waved his hand towards Lucky, and then sighed, ‘I would like to hear her read them myself. I saw a girl in San Antonio once who spoke a recitation like that in a theatre, she damn near made me come to tears.’ Stubby pointed his finger at Lucky. ‘And don’t you go telling anyone ’bout that.’ ‘Nope, I won’t say a word,’ Lucky promised. They sat in silence for a few minutes, drinking their coffee, when Lucky spoke.