I used to watch him from my bedroom window and I was…’ at this point Rachel whispered conspiratorially into Annie’s ear. He was nervous about the process of queuing in some place of authority, which the Post Office, as the fount of all official documents for the town’s inhabitants, seemed. When she felt ready she nodded at Rachel who then placed a strong forefinger and thumb halfway down his shaft and began oscillating her movement left and right rapidly. His balls began to twitch, his shoulders slumped forward and for an acute amount of time he shivered. His father had been more that happy to give him the time off. ‘Is Mr. ‘He doesn’t respond, Rachel. He will last longer when he’s doing whatever these people do, when he isn’t so full of his working class spunk.’
‘Annie, I would rather you were more polite to our guests, even though they may be of a lower social order. ‘Yes, fill her up you dirty man!’ shouted Samantha.
