I'm pleased you agree with all of the decisions and solutions to the various situations in this chapter. I have the feeling you'll enjoy what happens next with the woman next door.
I think having Peter there to help him will make the task easier, and also that so much time has passed. It's getting late here in Denmark too, so I should go to bed soon. Early day tomorrow and a long day at work. (But at least I can go to work in spite of strict Covid rules.)
Thanks, Sherye. I'm glad you can relate to Moster, who is actually a mix of several older female relatives of mine, although none of them would be frank about sex either. But that might chance with the ladies of my generation, who were brought up in the sixties and seventies.
how did I miss replying to this lovely long comment, sorry.
Yep, Michael has both his fathers wrapped around his little finger - and I think you're right about him appreciating double presents and more attention. I'm glad this chapter made you laugh, too.
I'm glad you noticed this very important characteristic of Peter. He has had people disrespect his feelings and wishes, and he does not want to do what he hates having done to himself.
this was originally the end of the short story, before I decided to expand it. Glad you liked it and I hope you'll enjoy the following chapters, even though the story isn't finished. I need to get writing again.
What was Yusi's mate supposed to take ? That sentence ended all of a sudden. Killing Yuri's dad is a good idea, but I'd prefer to have someone shoot him from afar like the rapid dog he is. Then Yusi can be the new leader, and Benny can focus on his mate.
Oh well, better than having to fuck those females his dad had probably lined up. I hope Velaku does manage to pick up the doctor. It was a little hars to abandon him, but I can understand why Benny needed to get away with Yuri.
Hmm, hwo did Benny manage to unlock his cuffs ? And the doctor saw, but didn't say anything, right ? I'm glad he was able to take out the guards. But he needs to find Yuri asap.