One of the advantages of being a bachelor is having your own time. You have a phone book loaded with all sorts of pussy. Ready and available at the pr...ess of a little green button. Another advantage was not having to share your space with somebody, which could be a blessing and a curse at the same time. Quite recently, a striking young woman was converging closer to me than would have been otherwise comfortable. One morning, when I stepped into the shower, I observed the rows of bottles of. She kept me on my toes, that was for sure and I was always mindful to make sure that she was on hers, if you know what I mean? I looked up at the sky, wiped the moisture from my brow, realised how thirsty I was and made my way into the house. “Argh, take your boots off, you filthy bastard!” she squealed, making me jump. “I’ve just washed the floor, Jesus!” I grimaced, “Oh shit, I’m sorry!” stepping back out of the kitchen, onto the mat, and kicking off the offending wellies. I tiptoed over the. He was heading to the front door when his phone rang; it was Nate.“Hey, man, I’m at your front door. I was just starting a run when I texted you,” Jake said into the phone.“Come on in, Dawg, it’s open,” replied Nate and he hung up.Jake went in the front door and walked through into the kitchen. No lights were on and most of the blinds were closed. Jake chuckled to himself. “You and Nora feelin’ that shit this mornin’, ain’cha?” Jake offered.“Darby’s young. I bet she’s tore up, too,” said. NATE! My love! Where are you? What have they done to you? I need a goddamned RESCUE!The two set her down none-to-gently on her back on the kitchen table. Then she realized a new terror.Oh shit! There’s a third guy! Nate! Help Me!While the two original big guys held her down, this other guy grabbed her head. He seemed like the runt of the bunch, not that it mattered. When they let go of her mouth, she screamed bloody murder. But the boys were ready for that. As her mouth opened its widest, this.