It takes more than a picture in a girlie magazine for me to get off.

Miss Thorn began digging up the turf with her lofter: it was a painful moment for me. ¶ “You might at least have tried me, Mrs. Cooke,” I said.

But - let wifey leave him with the kinder while out shopping...

Both gholes attempted to turn his flanks, but the men behaved ill, and we were repulsed.