. the key?”She swung her hips, swirling her skirt and walked towards the door.“Please Lou, don’t leave me chained to my fucking kitchen bench!�...� Ben cried in frustration.She turned again, clipped back to the sofa and picked up the key. She slammed it down on the granite kitchen bench and stormed out. Amy was sitting alone in the cafe. She had been crazy to think that this incredible young guy would stay interested in an almost forty year old. He had loved her as his keyholder, but she had fucked. “He’s sweetand he loves my ass and…”“Yeah, and he’s a soft touch and he’s got a nice longcock — Hell, I love him to death, too — but whatpossessed you to just up and go home with a strange guyon the spur of the moment is beyond me!”“You had to be there!” Mona declared stubbornly. “Wejust clicked!”“And you don’t know his CAP score…”“No, Cricket, I don’t. It would be rude to. ”“What happened?” Margie asked encouraging Benny to continue.Benny continued the story as he measured Margie’s wrist, forearm and upper arm “A young man died after I performed a vaginoplasty on him.”“It wasn’t your fault, was it?” Margie queried.Benny recorded hips, waist and chest before answering. “No, the procedure went well. The young man refused to follow my post-op instructions to not have sex for at least six weeks. As soon as he left my care, he just had to try out his new pussy. He. " Joel agreed, recognizing the song reference immediately."Yeah ... let's just pour concrete over the whole bloody lot of them and get the floor level again once more. It will never be pretty but at least it will be functional. So, we can start tomorrow afternoon?" If not sooner!"For now we decided to leave the damage on the walls alone. We didn't think the work crews stripping out the old remaining walls, ceiling and floor above would affect anything down here, and the foundation pillar.