The horses and coach missed me by inches, so close the sack of cheeses slung over my shoulder was ripped open and the contents sent rolling and bumpin... down the gully. The coach hurtled past me as I lay crouched in the ditch, and I glimpsed the death's-head insignia on the door, and a white face, eyes glittering with hate, at the window. The evil emanating from those eyes made me shudder. The coach disappeared, and bird song recommenced. Apart from the fact I was lying dishevelled in a ditch,. None of her business, she thinks, and these private activities are at least something she understands.Returning to her room late one Saturday night, Carla hears muffled moans and the sound of sex through the wall. She had a few drinks while cleaning up after the party. Curious, she uses a water glass to listen better. The sounds excite her. She's been alone in the country a long time, with very few people, certainly no male companionship. She goes to bed heated, flashes her hand rapidly over. More

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