“I say,” Jason, retorted, “I thought you were a lady not a bally fishwife!”
“And I thought you were a man not a mouse,” Elsie replied, “Go and bash his lights out if thee fancies me!”
Jason swiftty emerged from the Parlour, bowed slightly to Bob who was completely flummoxed and he then ran as fast as hs stupid poncy legs would carry him towards the stables where his horse were tethered. Mrs Grimshaw bellowed a warning, “Elsie young Bob Fairlie’s here to roger thee.”
“Tell him to sod off,” Elsie bellowed forgetting the results of ten years education and her years at finishing school. Xnxx porn He’d never seen it so big. course she bloody won’t fancy thee,” Albert said furiously, “She see’s her sen wed to some bloody nob wi a poncy title, but all they see’s is her brass, half on em ent nowt but threepence two farthings to their name ,so they’s only after me brass.”
“So why me Gaffer?” Bob asked. “So what you want wi me gaffer?” Bob asked. “You my lad need some serious training,” Elsie cooed, “I seen a Prince Albert cock ring in’t jewellers in Ainsley street, you best get one.”
“What?” Bob replied, “I’m Millwright not a bloody Gigolo.”
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