Набор для уборки "My Little Home"

She's livin' up north. About a day and a half from here in the truck. I thought I'd best talk to you kids about it before I done anything. I wanted to hear what you had to say first. And I guess I should hear from you, too, Miss Cindy." "Why me?" "Well, I ain't laid eyes on the woman for eighteen years. Not since right after Mary Lou was born. I got a nice little home here, and you're a part of it now." "Well, I'm surely not the one to make any objections about how your home is run, George." "I know how some women just can't get along, though, and I don't want to run you off by bringin' in another woman you can't get along with, Cindy." "Why did she leave, George?" "She just got plum tired of gettin' knocked up, I guess. And I was fetchin' kids out of her right regular there. We didn't have no birth control pills in those days, and I never could get a rubber to stay on my cock without bustin' the first time I stuck it up her cunt. She was a good lay, too, a damned fine-lookin' woman and mighty good in the sack ...»