..Two days later, I got through my onsite work by 3pm, and hit the road. An hour later, I phoned my wife to say I was just leaving - this left me an h...our to drop by his place...I drove up a small tree-lined lane in a small Southen Oxfordshire vilage, and pulled up in front of a beautiful house. Getting out, I walked towards it. The door opened and a muscular, tanned guy in his early 40's strode out, smiling broadly. He shook my hand firmly and showed me inside. "If you don't mind taking off. I see that there is a bit of spitspilled from her mouth and her lovely eyeliner has run a bit. It lookskinky to me. She breathes like an animal, looking at the floor.I see Dave pour some more cognac, sage and wise and patient,pretending, it seems to me, as though he is not interested, as thoughthis is all details. He catches his wife's eye, and does a gentlerolling movement with his hand. It says, get on with it.She shudders, an after orgasm rumbles through her, and sighs. And thenshe studies. ”“Don’t worry so much, we have to meet them sometime or other,” Sally said. “Though I would prefer it be later.”“As would I,” I agreed. “There is absolutely no reason to rush it.”The eggs and bacon were very good. The orange juice wasn’t as good, but I decided to eat all I could before I became homeless again. There was no doubt in my mind that my job was going to be keeping an eye on someone. That was always cold hungry work. I knew that from experience.“We are going to be early, pull up. Then she gave it a hard yank and pushed him away. "Your hair is too long." She lied in a flat voice. "And you're horriblyugly." The warmth of his soft laughter wrapped itself around her and when he didn'tretaliate, she relaxed, deciding that he was no threat to her. "Why isit so dark in here?" "Because I wish it." "Do you always get everything you want?" she asked rudely. Sternly, he reprimanded her. "It is not your place to ask questions.You only have one task." Rose blinked in the darkness..