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In the end Bendy had a shower, put on a summer dress and a pair of panties and sandals. Woodie had a shower, tee shirt, shorts and his driving shoes and off they went. Bendy still didn’t altogether understand what he was going on about. Gardening and free love, a fantastic house and sea views. She was willing to wait and see, she had been married to Woodie long enough to go with the flow.Woodie drove into the grounds and Bendy began to understand part of his rambling. As the house came into view and she saw what Woodie had been talking about. This was amazing.They stopped at the front door, there were no other cars visible but two gold buggy sort of things were at the end of the house.Woodie knocked, not sure what to expect.They both got a shock. The door opened and a man stood there naked in a nearly erect state. Bendy’s mouth opened but no words came.“Hello, are you the gardener? Cyn told us you might be coming. Come in, delighted to see you both.”Woodie felt that the man was more. The frayed tip none-too-gently slaps my outer thigh, just below where my buttock and my thigh meet – one of the most jiggly parts of me, no doubt. At the same time, Rune presses his mouth to the shell of my ear and says, very slowly, very deliberately, “I like it when they run.”“Oh, my God,” I hush. My entire body pricks with heat and waves of awareness rush up and down through me.One Dryth in front. One Dryth behind. And me, dwarfed and eclipsed in every way by them, caught in between with no way out, stunned into blissed-out silence and abject fear by the intensity of their desire for me.For me. Generally average, largely ignorant, slightly too mouthy, slightly too loud, slightly scuffed and used-up Valerie Green from almost literally the other end of the universe – me.My heart drums madly in my throat and I’m suddenly a little bit afraid that it’s not just because of my body singing to theirs.Before I can finish that thought, it begins. My eyes fall shut because they don’t stand a.
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