‘Do you want to fuck my mummy’s tits Mr. Mature sex The Chief Superintendent was clever enough to know when he was being patronised, and clever enough to stay calm and use the situation. ‘Aye, with this specimen.’ The older man pointed at Gary. Matthews, ‘we have prepared a demonstration of our new techniques. The Colonel was angry, and to his point of view, rightly so, he ran to the doctor, grabbed her syringe and made for these new intruders. ‘As have the constabulary,‘ replied the familiar second voice. ‘Yes ma’am, what is… stone the crows!’ the more senior of them exclaimed. Hence the six day long program of artificial, pre-coital incitement to which our current subject has been exposed.‘
‘So, young Fowler here,’ The superintendent replied, ‘as bin taken reet t’ vinegar
