An interrupting body caused some light blockage through the garage door. "Dad, Gail Smithton is on the phone, for you." Thanks, Angel." I helped Flubb...erguts to her feet and I supported her until we reached the breakfast bar where the phone is. "I presumed Flubberguts is with you slumming. I'm at home if you want to send her. Can I talk to you? I badly need a coffee and a sympathetic shoulder at the moment." She sounded very subdued."Why don't you come on down. If we need some privacy we can. I’ll take out the stitches and send you on your way.”Getting the stitches removed wasn’t a particularly painful process, but it wasn’t pleasant by any stretch of the imagination. While the doctor worked, Mike asked, “So, will I be able to fish?”“You won’t be able to hold the pole with your left hand, but you can crank the reel with it,” the doctor answered with a smile, “There for a second I was wondering if you going to ask if you’d be able to play the violin. That, I fear will never be. I could feel there breath on my neck as they pretended to look at juke box from behind me. I was so turned on knowing they were checking my arse out as I bent up and down looking or pretending to at the juke box. Just then my BF came out of gents, his face was a picture when he saw us like that but he said nothing. I then took my shot and carried on as before. By now I was very merry and turned on. I started to tease John by staring at him and rubbing my hand up and down the cue. But I was. She smiled, gave him a deep tongue kiss and slid her hand against his crotch. She yelled something in his ear (the music was really loud) and he nodded and went over to the bar.Right about this point Val slugged me in the arm. I had been ignoring her for at least 15 minutes while I stared at Isabel. Apparently she had tried to yell something at me over the music, and it hadn’t worked. She was pissed off. I tried to apologize, but it was too late. She looked pretty when angry. Unfortunately, she.