The lawn edge trimmer

?Got anything planned for today?? my mother enquired as she brought me my morning tea.?I expect I?ll go down to the skate board park later with some of the lads.??Be an angel and drop our edge trimmer round to Marion?s, would you sweetie? She rang earlier and wants to tidy up her lawn.??Sure.?Marion was Mum?s oldest friend. They went back to college days. Now she was married to Albert, a rotund, cigar-smoking bore who sold caravans. There were no kids and it always seemed to me that poor Marion probably casino siteleri ?wasn?t getting any?. But she was still a looker. A sort of Lauren Bacall type: tall and leggy, with a sultry smile.I loaded the garden tool in the boot of my car and sped round to the quiet cul-de-sac where Marion and Albert?s ranch-style chalet was located. Albert?s car wasn?t in the garage; he was obviously out giving some poor sap the sales spiel.?Nickie, you?re an angel,? Marion purred on opening güvenilir casino the front door in a very revealing pale blue chiffon housecoat. Though it was belted at the waist it nevertheless gave an enticing view of a freckled bosom. She nervously pulled the collar tighter and stammered: ?So sorry, darling, I was just about to take a shower. Come on into the kitchen and I?ll fix us both a drink.? I parked the edge trimmer in the porch.?It?s so warm today, isn?t it? Fancy a Pimms?? canlı casino she enquired as she reached down a large green glass jug. The question was obviously rhetorical as half a bottle of the amber cocktail was soon emptied into the jug, topped up with soda and ice. Then she took a chrome measure from a kitchen drawer and added two shots of sweet vermouth. ?Gives it an extra ?kick?? she added with a grin. This woman was clearly an experienced toper. She handed me my drink. ?Bottoms up, sweetie!? My first gulp warned me that this was fire water (Marion?s glass was already half-empty). ?Let me give you a top-up and then we?ll go into the lounge?. As she led the way (as if reading my mind) she called back: ?Don?t worry, Albert won?t be home until suppertime.?