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“Right,” I agreed feeling really foolish, “Yes you said.”
Of course that’s the problem with scrawy little bitches, soon as you fucked them they thinks you’re in love and next thing they stay the night and gets your breakfast and washes your socks, and it took Amy the best part of three days to get all her stuff moved in my house. Election Time. “Royston Hanks, One thousand two hundred and thirty votes,” he said, “Mizz Di Marco,” he paused, “Ninety seven.”
There was this ribald laughter, I stood there with Sophie, I offered her my hand, she turned away, “Bastard!” she said. “Really Mr Hanks,” Sophie was on her feet again, “Are you sure you don’t want women shackled to the kitchen sink or something similar?”
As far as I was concerned she could have the
