He was starving hungry, but what of it? His nude hell in the mud and the sunshine would surely never end.The farmer had had a simply awful morning. ...He’d had pigs licking his balls. He’d been ordered to crawl around in the muck on all fours, with his legs apart and his bollocks swinging. He’d got his cock stuck in the handle of the swill bucket (ouch!). He’d been forced to compete in a ‘Beautiful Bum’ contest with the farm sows. (?Waggle your bottom more, Number 3!?) Cobblestones been. “Or—” Marian’s tone yanks Jack back to reality. “You can cook breakfast, and I can go cover the dirt and bonfire materials with a tarp before they completely soak through.”“As you wish,” Jack replies, kissing Marian on the head.“Which one?” Marian’s lilac dress is only a thin linen.“You cook. You’re the one who is trying to get us to eat healthy.”“I confess, I am,” Marian says.Jack loosens his grip on her body and backs away. “You know, when you first broached the idea that you wanted me to. Every man wanted her. Every woman that didn't want her was jealous of her.Not that Debbie always looked sophisticated. Occasionally Zach, the sexual demon that possessed Debbie, her husband Dan and a growing circle of friends, made Debbie do some pretty unsophisticated things for his entertainment. There was the time Debbie had to become a street whore for a night. Driving to a distant, low income part of town, Debbie worked the street all night. Zach told her she'd have to make $1, 000 before. I can’t say I was in love or in lust for her. Her stop came. This time I didn’t think much. I got down with her. She was surprised and asked me was that my stop. I lay that I’m going to my friend home. She invited me formally to her home. Me with out hesitating said yes to her invitation. We talked till we reached home. Mean while we exchanged our numbers as I forced. She gave with bit hesitation. She offered me juice and went inside kitchen. One old lady was there at home. No one was there.