I fell asleep for most of the long ride until we were close to our destination. We met a friend of hers in the morning and she took us to see various ...tourist attractions in the city. We did an awful lot of walking in the sun so it was a relief to get to the little house we rented.I was tired and went upstairs to rest while she and her friend talked and drank beer. In the late afternoon I awoke to find my girlfriend in bed with me drunk and horny. "I'm hard and I need to cum" she told me. He just looked at me, "Time for a sherry." He said with a smile, and I followed him to his shed."How's your divorce going?" I asked."I think we're agreed at long last. I reckon we can ask for the hearing some time in January. It was a war of attrition, and eventually she had to concede. I'll get what I wanted, just buy her an annuity and she's out of my life, and I can get on and enjoy my retirement. I'm going to put the house up for sale after Christmas." Does Molly know? I ought to talk to. ”“Why would she even care about all that, if she was mad that you perverted her only son?”“I don’t know,” said Mindy.“I think she’s trying to adapt to all this,” said Bobby. “By the way, are you Catholic?”Mindy blinked.“My dad wanted to know,” he explained.“Your father found out it was your baby and wanted to know if I was Catholic?”“He said you couldn’t get rid of it if you were,” said Bobby.“I didn’t want to get rid of it!” she yelped.“I said that wrong,” said Bobby. “What he said was that. And all through this, there was a humming electric feel to the air and the stories we told in speech and through our songs were all intimate, personal, sometimes sad and sometimes sensual, erotic, exciting. It all started in darkness and sadness and ended in strength, energy and passion, the way all perfect stories start and end. We hugged each other warmly before we thanked the people who’d listened patiently to Mike’s story. Most seemed obviously affected by the show they’d been given. I saw.