“Well,” Sgt Fforbes said, “You’re always saying you reckon when you get peophiles you should stick a stick of semtex up their ass and light the fuse.”
“That’s drink talking,” I says. “Lost me job,” she says, “I needs the money,” she said, I looked, she was a bit rough, roots needed doing which showed she was mousy haired really not blonde, too much lipstick, and dressed too tarty with the fishnets, but something stirred down below. Xnx “What you want, you want me to say ‘I love you,’ or something?” I asks. “So’ve we,” Al says. “Sorry,” I says. “You stupid fellow,” Kuptar retorts, “I do not even want you in the same room as my daughter!” he rants. “He is his own man and will marry whom he chooses,” Kuptar says and his missus has the decency to blush as we all knew the family
