Chapter 54

“Who could be knocking like that?” Pam scrunched her nose in disgust.

“A man you are expecting?” Dashiell smiled mischievously. “I can get dressed and leave. Don’t want to disturb your privacy.”

“You are my privacy dear. No other man has access to me.”

“Are you trying to flatter me?”

“No Dashiell – you are the only man who feeds on my pussy. I suspect it’s my neighbour knocking. He knocks like that when he is drunk.”

“He? What is a ‘he’ doing at your doorstep? All the men in this neighbourhood must have their eyes on you.” Dashiell mouthed – his eyes watering in delight at her body.

“You talk like this because you feel someone else has watered my garden. Meanwhile, you are the only gardener.”

“I will take your word for it. You’ve never lied to me, Pam. I’m glad to be the only one who has tasted you.”

“Or it could even be the old lady upstairs who quarrels with her husband every minute of the day. She’d come by to treat her broken nose or twisted wrist.”

“It’s that bad?” Dashiell was s