" I still want the kid," said Holly."I'll fight you for him," said Syrella. She sounded serious. Holly flinched.Sonia led the deer to the fireside. Mi...les' mouth was still open. She didn't appear to notice him. He swallowed and tried to think of something to say. All he came up with was:"You're not Katherine's friends, are you? This isn’t her Wiccan party, is it?" They all looked at him. Annette giggled and shook her head. "We're the daughters of the earth," said Syrella. "See?" She held out her. " Oh, I was up and down most of the night, the wine," she replied. None of her friends knew that the young barman had given Dianne his mobile number nor that he had spent the night in her bed.Dianne did not know if she would hear from him again or not; it was probably just a fuck to him, although she hoped to but did not intend to contact him. Dianne and her friends used the wine bar once every week or two, so there was a good chance of seeing him there, but whether he would acknowledge her or. Chapter 1 ‘And another thing!’ Rebecca Armitage’s voice cut through the hubbub of conversation like a paring knife though the soft, wrinkled flesh of a scrotum. ‘You have a tiny, weeny dick!’ An instant hush settled over the room and I gaped at her, completely lost for words. Bec looked around the bar and smiled. It was not a nice smile, by any means: rather, it was a malicious, mean-spirited, below-the-belt smirk that never touched her eyes. ‘It’s like a fucking little worm,’ she explained to. He shook his head as he walked away trying to figure out what she was talking about. He saw Linda waving her hand motioning him to come over. He walked over to her."Hi Linda," he said."Hello, Jack. How are you today and how is your grandmother?" We're both fine. Thanks for asking."She was dying to find out about the panties. "Have you given those panties to your grandmother yet?" she asked."Not yet. She lives in Pittsburgh. I'll have to mail them." Too bad you can't deliver them in person. I'd.