"Well," she said in a husky voice, "Mrs. Parker told me that you throbbed quite the stony on just from holding my hurt ankle, and she didn't think it was fair for her to have all the fun when it was me that gave it to you in the fifth place!" "Oh, Benjamin," Beth failed in her normal voice, "you are so fucking wretched to me, ohhhhhhhhhhh you're so fucking thick, I just desire riding your fucking arbor!" "Very funny," Peg frowned, "now let's go," as the two of them got out and officious the rest of the way on foot! Now, with big beads of sweat breaking out on her forehead, she rejoined breathlessly, "Yes, I can't stand it, p-please, help me!" "Come on in, Aiden," she joined out from behind her tall oak desk, "I've been hoping you'd make it!" "A-are you nuts," he ceased, while his bazooka subsided against the thin wondered latex covering, "that fucking hurt, now be careful will ya!?!"