It was bloody champion, her seemed to enjoy it as well. Chuck her out and the kids, send em down work house.”
“You callous bastard!” she said, “They’re your bloody kids.”
“Not a shit o good none of em,” I admitted, “e should kick the bloody lot out.”
“Thing is,” Lucy said, “If we moved in that nice three bed down Abbotoire Road as I got me eye on.”
“Yes?” I said, “We could let big house out as flats, send the older girls down pit, lend youngest to chimney sweep, and set our Mam up in her own whore house and charge her rent.”
I were gob smacked. Xnxx sex Table was set. “For half a crown I’d bloody go,” Elsie said moodily. I married a widdow, Elsie Sugden. Its bloody funny what love does to thee. I got home after dark. Blagthorpe, Yorkshire, England 1886. Our Elsie pushed me tea in front of me. “Well don’t go geting any ideas,” Lucy snapped, “I told thee I’ll not cook and clean for thee, nor go down pit, I’d rather go down whore house.”
“Look here, thee’d frighten blokes stupid, now if thee’s got any sense thee’s sell the honour to highest bidder.” I suggested.
