Penny Macy scrubbed the frying pan and looked across the room to where Joe sat in his armchair watching TV. Things were working out better than she expected. No more Sally Parks to worry about. No need to worry about money. Everything was wrapped up nice and tidy. She tittered and put the pan on the drainer. "Patience is essential for things to be sequential."

"What's that?"

"Nothing, Joey. Just humming a tune."

"Right. Keep it down would you. I'm trying to watch the show."

"Okay." Penny's shoulders shuddered causing her head to tweak. She pulled the plug and watched the water get sucked down the drain. This was her house. How dare he tell her to be quiet? "Patience, Penny. Patience," she whispered. "Joe is so slow."

Joe Cartarney wished Penny would shut up with the stupid verses. He focused back on, Game of Thrones, and smirked as Khal Drogo pounded backwards and forwards against his new bride's arse. Daenerys Targaryen was a hot bitch. If he was Drogo, he'd be doing exactly the same thing. Taking women from behind had been his favourite sex position when he was younger.

He thought about Sally Parks with her cynical look and snide remarks when he'd failed to bang her arse for longer than a minute the last time, he'd seen her. Joe twitched in his chair. That was the morning of the day she died. Serve the bitch right for laughing at him. Surely no one would know he had a sexual connection with her.

Joe looked over his shoulder at Penny and wondered if she had any inkling. He looked back at the TV screen. It'd be alright. Penny would never find out now. He sighed. It was a shame though because he'd had more plans for Sally Parks. Joe sighed again. Nah. It was for the best he'd knocked the little toy on the head and ended it before Penny found out. He couldn't risk that, because Penny was going to do more for him than just bang.

OMG Joe makes me sick in the stomach.

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